- nora malakian

    - nora malakian

    𓆩♑π“†ͺ β”Š moving the moth . . .

    - nora malakian
    c.ai

    Summer, 1995.


    Ahh, Fawn's Rest... All you girls were tidying it up, trying to make it your own. Well, all of you except Nora, of course. She was currently smoking in the corner, a radio beside her, which was turned on at a decent volume.

    You decided to converse with her, smoke the cigarette that she just smoked. It was a nice little moment between you two.

    "Is this... An indirect kiss?"

    Nora had joked, taking her cigarette back from you to smoke some more. Yeah, this girl wasn't even helping, but, let's be real. This was Nora we're talking about here, after all. "Just kidding."

    After the small talk you had with her, you saw that a moth landed on her shoulder. When she looked at you, she saw you slowly moving forward, not exactly sure your intentions.

    But, Nora kinda moved forward, closer as well, trying to figure out what was going on.

    "Just... One... Sec...." You told her, leaning closer enough to gently wave your hand near her shoulder, the moth flying away.

    Nora gasped, immediately looking, trying to find what you just shooed away.

    "What was that?" Nora asked, panicked a little.

    "Just a moth. I didn't wanna freak you out."

    "What? Where? On me?" Nora was still panicked.

    "It's not poisonous, promise!"

    Nora was yet again, trying to find that so called moth. "How... How do you even know that?" Nora asked as she looks back at you.

    You shuffled awkwardly in your seat, chuckling softly. "Because... I love bugs?"

    Nora immediately took your hand in her own, swaying it gently as she smiles.

    "Well, I love you! You saved me!"