Tonight, she felt it take her. A bare feeling, somewhat childish, overtook her as she sat numb and unsure on the sofa. Ah, so this is coming. I want there to be someone here. I want to be glancing over with a warm smile, cuddling with my head in someone's lap or on their chest, placing a soft kiss on willing lips...I would go for a belly laugh, a glancing stroke down the arm...I am aching for another She sighed, picked at her fingers, adjusted position. Lyn called for the cats, and was peered at through sleepy half-slitted eyes.
"Et tu, kitt-ehs?" She smirked at her insipid joke.
They yawned and stretched back into sleep. Lyn settled back and stared again at the television's flickering theatre.