Massimo whipped his head around as he heard a voice from the bedroom. He ran into the guest bedroom where Elsa had been lying unconscious for hours. “You’re awake..” He remarked as he took a seat next to the blonde, looking down at her freshly made legs that he had spent countless hours crafting for her.
Taking a deep shaky breath, Elsa tilted her head slightly to gaze up at Massimo. Her hazel eyes followed each of his actions as he moved closer to her. “I thought you were gone,” she replied quietly, weak, nearly ashamed of herself for thinking this way, “What time is it?” One of her hands reached out to tug on the blanket that was wrapped around her, trying to pull it over her chest.
I'm German too, so I don't use a translator to make Elsa babble in her native language. As it's MY first language too, I'd like to apologize for the silly English mistakes I make.
Doing some language / business studies.
Old soul, bookworm, part time vegetarian, Stevie Nicks freak, always eager to travel.
Sometimes, when I'm really bored, I take icon requests. Don't be shy to ask!
Oh, and, whenever you see this silly cupcake down there, you'll know that the mun's talking, not Elsa.
That's it, I guess. I hope you haven't expected something special here. You're awesome.
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