( aurora ; borealis ; 19 years ; female ; bisexual ; rooftop somewhere ; open, danny ; feeling nostalgic )
aurora hugged back, just as tight, blinking away the last of the tears. with a sigh, she nods, that's the one
thing they really can't give up. smiling, she closes the scarpbook and looks up towards the skies. it's dingy,
but she can't really remember clear blue skies. everything in her world now is kind of a sickly green, blueish color.
"ooh, what if we could take a trip to the beach?" she suggests, smiling wide. it seemed impossible now,
seeing how their responsibilities prevented them from doing anything too fun, and that most beaches were probably
swarming with mutated creatures. she sighed, remembering back on sunny beach houses and late night bonfires.
"i think the rest of the gang would enjoy it? what do you think?" she asks eyes landing
on danny's. "it'd be so cool to find an intact beach house - you know we've always wanted one,"
she chimes, moving her hand from danny's feathers to lace her fingers with his. watching a few feathers fall to the ground,
she scrunches her face up. "is there such thing as a feather comb? i think you need one," she jokes,
picking up a feather with her free hand. moving her other hand from danny's, she braids the feather in with her hair, not
stopping until she was satisfied with her work. once done, she beamed at danny. "how do i look?"
she asks, posing for her brother.