[jammies]

Originally Posted by GirlySports

10C in the house!? I'd die.

And so their love never came to be...

Excerpt from the upcoming novel by missdpuck: CP - the Cauldron of Passion

"You're... leaving?" she said. "Never coming back?"

"It's not you - it's the heat. The sun. Always up there, always burning. I can't live this way. In the sweat, the discomfort." he said. "I love you, but it's like living underwater, and I can't breathe or see the surface."

She looked down along the beach. Waves came up, fell back again. There was a bit of spray on her cheek, or something like it. "What if I moved back there - back to Canada? I could try again. You came here for me; how can I not come back for you?"

"And it'll be the sweaters again? I can't live underwater, and you can't live under wool. It wouldn't work, and you know that as well as I."

A breeze moved her hair, once, twice, and again, like the touch of a dirty old man working his way up to copping a feel. "Go then. Just go."

He looked into her face. "I'll always love you Girlysports. Even when you admitted to only changing the bedsheets once a month, I knew somewhere inside there was a beautiful person only needing a little bit of guidance on proper housekeeping to come out. Good-bye, my forever love."

He turned and slowly walked along the sand, his feet describing an arc in time that he knew would end in the destruction of a heart - two hearts. He felt as he were riven apart by passion's deadly wolverines, or perhaps a tiger he had incautiously stuck his arm into the cage of.

On the other hand, though - Diablo 3 was finally coming out next month, and now he had plenty of time to play video games with no-one to nag him about eating, sleeping, and other such trivia. Things were looking up already! He started whistling and picked up the pace. Jammies was going home.