To burn inside with an outer ease

Mars Bartholomew Russo · 09-25-2012, 10:17 PM

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Word Count → 643 :: Sorry for the wait on this. I'm here though.

And I promise that all your burden and worry will disappear
In a plume of smoke, in a plume of smoke.

The look in her eyes, the smile on her face. Something had happened, to where these things were so much brighter than they had been over these last few weeks since their children perished. He couldn't help but smile back at her, for he had missed this smile and this brightness since the accident. As he walked to her, she spoke to him, saying she thought he was up late. This was true, and that she didn't want to wake him, but it happened anyways. Since he knew she ran away out of fear sometimes, Mars had been weird about the woman leaving the bed while he was sleeping, and it constantly would wake him up. She explained to him that she could wait for him, and that she was going to the shop and then to the theater. Mars wondered why for a brief moment, but he figured that he would find out what she had been working on (with her pile of books that she had in tow) and what costumes she was going to get at the shop. He already knew that she was working on something for her to be up and at 'em so early and to be so excited to do such. She came closer to him and she pinched the end of his cigarette and then scolded him, yet again for his habit.

He wasn't used to being bitched at about the cigarette smoking, even when the children were around, because Krystalle also smoked, and their kids never seemed to have a problem with him smoking in the house. They just ignored it and kept going. Apparently Svetlana didn't like the smell though and she had told Orin that, and this was where the whole issue arised from. It was early enough in the morning to not all be there, so the habit of smoking right when he woke up simply kick started itself without him really even realizing it. Once his cherry was out though, his brows furrowed at the woman before he was slapped on the butt and told to hurry up. He held the cigarette in his mouth and he grumbled a bit under his breath before he started to walk towards their room door. Orin spoke of how she would go to Paz and tell her that she was needed for baby-sitting, and once she left the house he lit his cigarette again and he started to get his clothing on. Today he picked out his studded leather vest, his red leather gloves, and his black skinny jeans. He also grabbed his sunglasses and by the time he was completely ready, his cigarette was out and Orin had just poked her head in the door and told him that Paz would be over in a bit. He came from their room and he brushed off his vest as he walked to her, and she then asked him to grab her books. He did, silently, and then walked over to the door. I'm ready now. he spoke simply as she bounced off. He trotted off after her, and they went towards the costume shop that was not too far from their house really.

The costume shop held many memories for them. Not only had they met there, but they also had their children there. It was a surprise that they didn't fuck there already (which would soon be fixed by Mars, if he had anything to say in the matter) but that would probably change soon. He caught up with Orin and matched her hyper pace. So....What do you plan on doing at the Theater? You gonna put on a play? asked the Russo man, for he wondered what the woman was gonna be doing, even though he could guess what she was up to.

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