{"id":17177,"date":"2014-01-09T21:18:38","date_gmt":"2014-01-09T21:18:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2014\/01\/09\/lilmisslydiamartin-iamthefirechild-oh-god\/"},"modified":"2014-01-09T21:18:38","modified_gmt":"2014-01-09T21:18:38","slug":"lilmisslydiamartin-iamthefirechild-oh-god","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2014\/01\/09\/lilmisslydiamartin-iamthefirechild-oh-god\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"

lilmisslydiamartin<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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Oh, god, she\u2019d never tasted that particular flavour of patience before. It was sour and she couldn\u2019t decide which of them it hurt more. Summer took the wine glass, sniffing it before throwing back a long swallow.<\/span><\/p>\n

“You\u2019re going to tell me that you aren\u2019t interested,” she said, low and with barely any inflection. Just like that, the butterflies were gone. This \u2014 was familiar. Painful, but she knew this ground. “That you don\u2019t do serious relationships,” she went on. The glass turned in her fingers.<\/p>\n

“The words you use might be different, but what you want to say to me is that you hurt too much to let someone else in. That you\u2019re tired of being hurt. Being forgotten. Not finding answers.” Summer looked down into the wine, then up at Lydia\u2019s face.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Lydia\u2019s jaw dropped for a moment as the girl spoke, then snapped her mouth back shut. Alright then. That had been\u2026 absurdly easy. Of course, there was the question of how she had known all of that, but, moving forward was likely better than lingering on a topic.<\/p>\n

“There\u2019s also the fact that you\u2019re not nearly six feet of pure defined muscle with a dick attached. I kind of have a type, and I want to stick with that. A character flaw, I know, but I gladly accept it. I tried once with one that didn\u2019t fit my object of desire, and it was terrible. So\u2026”<\/p>\n

Lydia just shrugged her shoulders, and took a sip of her own wine. Honesty. Pretty much the best policy for the day. \u201cYou\u2019re welcome to stay and celebrate the New Year with me, and I\u2019ll even give you a peck at midnight, but that\u2019s it, sweetheart.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Summer fought down a blush as Lydia described her ideal partner. She took another swallow of the wine, hoping that would cool her face. It helped the blush, but even that little bit of alcohol, running through her bloodstream, began to unravel her control over her powers.<\/p>\n

Putting the glass down, she finally sat down on the couch, as far back in the corner as possible. Away from temptation. “Will you tell me about it?”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

lilmisslydiamartin: iamthefirechild: Oh, god, she\u2019d never tasted that particular flavour of patience before. It was sour and she couldn\u2019t decide which of them it hurt more. Summer took the wine glass, sniffing it before throwing back a long swallow. “You\u2019re going to tell me that you aren\u2019t interested,” she said, low and with barely any … Continue reading <\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[10,1772,21],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17177"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=17177"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17177\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17177"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=17177"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=17177"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}