~~ Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project — published, in progress, for your cat — whatever. ~~
From one of my camp fanfics I’ve been working on:
Bellamy cringes. “Is it that bad?”
“I wouldn’t worry,” Clarke says flatly as she starts to clean his hand–wiping away the oil and blood from his knuckles.
“How can I go wrong with that stunning vote of confidence?” He gives her a wicked smile when she looks up. He swears she blushes.