How about a quote of Mulder describing Scully? I like this one:
He could hear the shower running, knew the bathroom door was unlocked. He was forever dealing with Scully naked in other rooms, Scully shopping for clothes, Scully communing with herself in bathrooms, Scully kicking off the covers just a wall away. She unbuttoned this or that, discarded her shoes, reached in her bra for one reason or another. She fixed his tie and messed up his desk, breathed in his ear, stuck her fork in his dessert. She called him with her dreams but never her nightmares. She licked the corner of her mouth, a gesture of thought. She bought herself flowers. She ate brewer's yeast and royal jelly and all sorts of weird crap, but coffee was bad for you and she was a caffeine freak, eternally poisoned and running on nerves. She was a fast draw, a dead shot, a basilisk eye through the sights. The wisdom in her eyes was a thousand years old, and she didn't even believe in reincarnation.
Oh, fanfic. I miss the days when I had the time to really immerse myself in you for hours and hours, I really do.
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Hey, it's a quotable story, full of set pieces.
How about a quote of Mulder describing Scully? I like this one:
He could hear the shower running, knew the bathroom door was unlocked.
He was forever dealing with Scully naked in other rooms, Scully
shopping for clothes, Scully communing with herself in bathrooms,
Scully kicking off the covers just a wall away. She unbuttoned this or
that, discarded her shoes, reached in her bra for one reason or
another. She fixed his tie and messed up his desk, breathed in his
ear, stuck her fork in his dessert. She called him with her dreams but
never her nightmares. She licked the corner of her mouth, a gesture of
thought. She bought herself flowers. She ate brewer's yeast and royal
jelly and all sorts of weird crap, but coffee was bad for you and she
was a caffeine freak, eternally poisoned and running on nerves. She
was a fast draw, a dead shot, a basilisk eye through the sights. The
wisdom in her eyes was a thousand years old, and she didn't even
believe in reincarnation.
Oh, fanfic. I miss the days when I had the time to really immerse myself in you for hours and hours, I really do.
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