It was often considered quite rude to stare, but there had been something about the woman that penetrated her haze filled mind. From the view where the feline sat, she could not have gotten a good view of the mysterious person. Her senses had been assaulted by various scents including the smoke that puffed from the crackling fire. Too tired and worn down, Naomi had not been sharp in the condition she had been in. However, she could not shake the familiarity of the woman across the patio. The realization that her gaze had probably burnt a hole into the side of the female, Naomi’s eyes had fallen to the drink that sat idly on the table. She had not been in much of a mood to drink, but knew the it would provide some relief even if from a moment.
Fingers had wrapped around the neck of the glass it had been brought to her lips. The liquor had flowed down her throat with a subtle burn that hit the pit of her stomach. Naomi never thought she would find confront in alcohol again, but there it had been like an old friend. The glass had been lowered as the figure moved in her direction. It had lingered in her hand as the woman spoke her name. Ears had perked as she scanned over the very familiar frame. Memories had started to focus as her mind forced itself to push through the thicken fog that plagued her mind. She had squirted, trying to place the woman as she battled with pushing past events that had recently haunted her.
Naomi dug as her mind roamed deeper into her past. As soon as the woman spoke again, eyes opened wide as suddenly the voice and memories clicked. The feline’s jaw went slack as the glass had been placed on the table. The surprised expression had turned into a genuine smile as she stared at Aislin. “I wish I could say I’m out to play and hunt. For now I am here for a drink or three.” A hand had motioned to the empty chair that sat across from her. “Please join me.” Her voice had been soft with little life within its pitch. Though she had tried her best not to let on about her current state to an old friend.
“My oh my, you look just as lovely as the last time we were together. That night we turned many heads and robbed a few pockets.” That memory brought a soft chuckle from her lips as the two women were something. There was never a dull moment with Aislin and she had valued their wild nights. “I never thought I would run into you here out of all places, love. I would have thought maybe some exotic country would be our next meet. How has time treated you?”
The glass had been lifted to her lips again and focused on maintaining a normal conversation. She would have hugged her old friend, but Naomi had not trusted herself not to break down.
Fingers had wrapped around the neck of the glass it had been brought to her lips. The liquor had flowed down her throat with a subtle burn that hit the pit of her stomach. Naomi never thought she would find confront in alcohol again, but there it had been like an old friend. The glass had been lowered as the figure moved in her direction. It had lingered in her hand as the woman spoke her name. Ears had perked as she scanned over the very familiar frame. Memories had started to focus as her mind forced itself to push through the thicken fog that plagued her mind. She had squirted, trying to place the woman as she battled with pushing past events that had recently haunted her.
Naomi dug as her mind roamed deeper into her past. As soon as the woman spoke again, eyes opened wide as suddenly the voice and memories clicked. The feline’s jaw went slack as the glass had been placed on the table. The surprised expression had turned into a genuine smile as she stared at Aislin. “I wish I could say I’m out to play and hunt. For now I am here for a drink or three.” A hand had motioned to the empty chair that sat across from her. “Please join me.” Her voice had been soft with little life within its pitch. Though she had tried her best not to let on about her current state to an old friend.
“My oh my, you look just as lovely as the last time we were together. That night we turned many heads and robbed a few pockets.” That memory brought a soft chuckle from her lips as the two women were something. There was never a dull moment with Aislin and she had valued their wild nights. “I never thought I would run into you here out of all places, love. I would have thought maybe some exotic country would be our next meet. How has time treated you?”
The glass had been lifted to her lips again and focused on maintaining a normal conversation. She would have hugged her old friend, but Naomi had not trusted herself not to break down.
