Sansa will forever swear that it had only been by chance that she found herself standing in front of Raleigh's home in the early morning hours but she knows deep down that she meant to end up here. She hasn't seen him for a day or so because she had been focused on sewing and on her family but the urge to see him had lingered under the surface during those days. It had also grown stronger until she couldn't deny it anymore and it propels her to seek him out.
Of course, she worries that maybe it is a little too early when she doesn't hear an immediate reply after her knock. Fidgeting by twisting her fingers together, she is close to giving up and walking away when she suddenly hears him calling out that he is coming. Turning to face the door, she smiles as she waits for the door to open.
The sight of him shirtless causes her greeting to stick in her throat as she opens her mouth and then closes it again. Feeling a bit dumbstruck, she steps into his house when he invites her to and struggles with what to say next even though the words are rolling around inside her head like a jumbled mess. She knows how silly she looks too, which is probably another reason she feels her cheeks starting to heat until she feels something rubbing against her legs.
Grateful for the distraction, she looks down and finds herself blinking at the sight of the pretty cat at her feet. "Oh, she is beautiful. It is a she, yes?"
Look, Raleigh, she found her words while kneeling down to pet the cat.
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Of course, she worries that maybe it is a little too early when she doesn't hear an immediate reply after her knock. Fidgeting by twisting her fingers together, she is close to giving up and walking away when she suddenly hears him calling out that he is coming. Turning to face the door, she smiles as she waits for the door to open.
The sight of him shirtless causes her greeting to stick in her throat as she opens her mouth and then closes it again. Feeling a bit dumbstruck, she steps into his house when he invites her to and struggles with what to say next even though the words are rolling around inside her head like a jumbled mess. She knows how silly she looks too, which is probably another reason she feels her cheeks starting to heat until she feels something rubbing against her legs.
Grateful for the distraction, she looks down and finds herself blinking at the sight of the pretty cat at her feet. "Oh, she is beautiful. It is a she, yes?"
Look, Raleigh, she found her words while kneeling down to pet the cat.