Added 2021-11-25 21:37:45 +0000 UTC
"You both walk into the hotel room, and you can see a blush stain her cheeks as she admits to you, "I can't believe it, the room is exactly the same as the one we- I stayed in last time." The correction is obvious and you try not to think about it. After all, you're here to have a vacation, a couple's retreat you had hoped would bring you two closer together after too much time apart. But you watch her eyes pass over the bed, quickly, the chair by the doorway, the balcony-- darting to and away from the bathroom where you can see the glass shower and the corner of the clawfoot tub. Her face has always been such a clear reflection of her emotions and you can practically see the memories flashing in her eyes, as her cheeks grow red and she tries to conceal her discomfort, her reactionary arousal. You don't know whether you should ask her about it or ask for a new room or just leave her here, with these memories of someone else, some other love you never knew, never met. You wonder now what happened to drive them apart and leave her with such powerful memories, emotions coming back with immediacy and such presence-- you wonder if she would react the same way if she lost you. No, that's no path for your mind to wander down. You physically shake it off and drop your luggage by the door. "Did you want to go out, maybe? Get some dinner?" Get away from here, you don't say." A little microfiction with your thanksgiving MEAL Shot by @/justeeeeeny on OF/insta In frame with me is @/amberrosemc on OF, @/amberrosemcconnellbu on insta These are just the digital pics, I have some 35mm I will be releasing as well later on 😘
