The weather outside is frightful and will is wearing a shirt that's not delightful (OPEN)

[willcabot]

Jaw set, Will trudged out against the weather and turned his collar up. Tightening his coat, his fingertips lingered where his heart had been before his hands slid away into his pockets. He had expected it to hurt more, that somehow it would be more painful than his wife's departure, her betrayal, but it wasn't. Letting that Harpy woman, that sea witch, take his heart had been easier than he expected. And now, he felt at peace or rather, he felt nothing which was almost just as good.

Bracing himself, he barely smiled when a group of kids threw snowballs at him and he ducked his head before tucking the bag of goods closer to his body. He was going to see her, not his wife because he knew better, but someone else. Someone from his past. He kept thinking about her, even without his heart in place but it was different somehow. He didn't feel guilty about it any more. Like being with her, or going to be with her was perfectly natural.

Stopping to help an elderly lady up her stoop, Will pressed his lips together in a small smile before heading down the street. He'd be there soon, at Trina's, and then hopefully she could warm him up. He wanted that after all, not his wife.



OOC: Will sold his heart to the Harpy matriarch, find him out wandering in the snow as he heads out to a certain Trina Moon's place.

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[trinamoon]

Trina just gives him a soft sigh almost smiling because what will she ever do with this man, and it does admittedly leave her feeling warmer when he says she made things easier. That's all she'd been trying to do even though she knew he wasn't going to just get over this easily. "But you're all heart, Will. That's why everyone loves you," she says. "I don't know who you will be now."

[willcabot]

"I don't know either, I feel the same though. I still feel the same as always," Will replied, hands sliding over her hips and settling in the dip of her back. Pulling her closer until her body was pressed against his, he breathed out and leaned down to press his head against hers. "But if I change, you'll know right? You always know."

[trinamoon]

Trina smiles at him, putting her arms around his waist and laying her head against his chest, feeling a warmth run over her, despite the cloud Will's news has cast over the night. "Of course, I'll know," she says, squeezing him. "I've know you since you were a skirt chasing teenage boy. I'll know. I just hope everything turns out the way you wanted it to turn out."