City Lights - Tumblr Posts
Time to wind down for the week.
I like to think of every light in the window as a little star, with its own little universe revolving around it. Then the whole building is a galaxy full of stars.
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Bridgit Mendler - City Lights
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Blue hour in my neighborhood
City Lights
The ship shifted as a series of modest waves lapped up against the side of the hull. Normally there wasn't much of a rocking motion while they were anchored to a dock, but some rich yuppie was cruising back and forth in the harbor on a flashy speedboat as if either unaware of the rules or uncaring. Probably the driver was too scared to take it out into the open waters and just wanted to show off the speed to some potential sexual partner.
The slight seesaw motion was not doing Faye's stomach any favors. Normally it didn't bother her much but lately it had been setting her off and this appeared to be no exception.
Gripping the uppermost ladder bar for stability, she carefully leaned out over the edge of the ship to throw up into the choppy waves. Her eyes watered and her vision blurred which made the city lights - both the actual ones and the distorted reflection on the water's surface - split into multifaceted stars of white and yellow and red.
It was strangely beautiful.
Footsteps sounded on the flight deck behind her, a sound soon accompanied by cheerful whistling. She smiled to herself as she eased her way to a seated position once more. A thin jacket, warmed by Spike's body heat and heavily scented like the man himself - a mixture of aromas that did wonders to settle her stomach - was draped over her shoulders before he sat next to her.
"He sleeping?" She asked.
"Nahhh. Almost had him out and then Jet dropped a pan in the kitchen. He's trying to put him to bed now."
Faye snorted. "Why were you trying to get him to sleep in the living room anyway?"
"Mostly 'cause I knew Jet was gonna wake him on accident and have to try to get him down as a result." He reached over with one hand to rub at her neck. "Wanted to sneak out and enjoy the city lights with you."
Faye closed her eyes to give herself over to the relaxing work his fingers were doing but then she blinked herself back to the present and turned to give him a suspicious look.
"Jet doesn't drop dishes. Did you butter the handle?"
Spike grinned at her shamelessly. "Would I do that?"
"...did you somehow bribe Ed to do it?" She persisted.
"...I might have implied that cast iron isn't to be washed with soap and water, and suggested that Jet would appreciate having someone help him with that so he could get an early start on dinner tonight."
"You are ridiculous."
"Yeah but I'm also sitting out under the stars spending some quality time with a gorgeous gal so… clearly I'm winning at life here." He brushed his knuckles against her cheek to direct her face back towards the dark waters so he could resume rubbing her neck. "You feeling okay?"
Closing her eyes again, she basked in the attention and the tender touch. "I've been worse. It was the swaying that triggered me. I think I'm good now."
"You sure? I can go crash that little boat if you want. Bet they've got a dozen more like it anyway…"
She laughed. "No, Spike, let 'em tear up and down the harbor. If we're lucky they'll get ticketed, skip out on the court appointed aquatic courtesy classes, and become a bounty. Let's not sink their fun when maybe we can make money off them someday."
"You've come a long way, doll. Once upon a time you'd have been egging me on or competing to hit 'em first and now you're looking ahead at some kinda variation of a long con."
"Nahhh, I'm just trying to be lazy and spend some time here with my man watching the night come to life… don't need you running off to be destructive at the moment!"
“I ought to be jealous of the tower. She’s more famous than I am. - Gustave Eiffel“
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“Paris is not a city, it's a world.” - François I (Francis I of France)
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“Paris is not a city, it's a world.” - François I (Francis I of France)
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“Paris is not a city, it's a world.” - François I (Francis I of France)
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“Paris is not a city, it's a world.” - François I (Francis I of France)
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“In this bright future you can't forget your past.” - Bob Marley
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“In this bright future you can't forget your past.” - Bob Marley
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