Fleeting Moments
25 Jan 2013 01:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Summary: In a heartbeat.
Rating: FRT: Contains Some Mature Themes: Parental Supervision Suggested.
Word Count: 100.
Commas Brought to You By: Howard Russell.
Character/Pairing: Faith/Undisclosed.
Disclaimer: Another day, another…they don’t pay me anything at all. I just do this to amuse myself and you. That’s what allows me and mine to slip under the radar while playing with characters created by those more fortunate than us.
Author’s Note: Written for
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Fleeting Moments
Life’s about the fleeting moments. Like this. Time catches, freezes… The way she looks at me… Is she thinking the same thing?
Course, she’s not my usual type. Normally, time doesn’t so much hang, it stampedes. Guys are wicked easy. With chicks the whole thing’s screwed. Feels like I need a playbook, or a shooting star. I hate them, but I don’t. And that makes shit for sense.
It’s just rare. I mean, finding girls who want some play isn’t, but finding one who’s got that extra something.
That’s hard. And different.
Our moment passes to a deficit. My loss.