Eevee awoke at about 8:30 the following morning to an ovenlike heat. She felt beads of sweat abseil down her forehead. She forced her way out of her duvet, and towards the bathroom.
She stared mindlessly at the ceiling as she waited for the tub to fill with the icy water from the blue tinted tap she had turned on. When the tub was full, she slipped out of her robe and glided into the water, feeling slight pangs of pain from the shee cold.
It was a long, narrow room, with a door at one end and an empty bookshelf at the other. In the middle sat the extravegently designed bath tub, painted a silvery hue, with a number of multi-coloured polka dots sketched over the top. Next to the tub sat several lit candles throwing light around the room. Opposite the candles was a vase displaying Eevee's newly bought flowers.
She slowly dunked her head beneath the water. Slowly, she rose back to the surface, and wiped soap from her eyes and mouth. She took a slight sip from a bottle of vodka she had brought in with her.
As she had left the door ajar, not thinking of locking it, Marley pushed it open, walked in and closed it behind him, without much of a care. He sat down in a lotus position next to the bath tub, smoking opium. He softly admired Eevee's silhouette, and a delicate smile grew across his face. Eevee did not move or say a word, even though she knew she had company. She simply watched him stare at her from his meditative position on the carpet below her. She pulled her rich black hair into a harsh ponytail, creating a midnight shadow behind her neck.
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A couple of hours had passed and Eevee was sleeping peacefully upon Marley's arms, using them as a makeshift pillow. Her long, grey trousers dragged onto the carpet, while her long hair rested over her naked breasts. Marley was busy noting down ideas for a poem he was writing. His fingers searched through Eevee's hair, whilst with his other hand, he sketched a small doodle of a kitten sitting underneath a top hat. He put down his pen and adjusted his beret slightly.
Walking through the green door that seperated the living room from the kitchen, Lily walked in carrying a very expensive gold tray, laden with ice cold coffees. Offering some to Marley, he took a small cup off the tray. He pressed his hand to Eevee's bosom and she held it there. He whispered something into her ear, and she woke immediately. She rejected the offer of caffeine and sunk back into Marley's arms.
Lily pushed her teapot forwards over an empty glass and a stream of coffee poured out from the spout. She shouted through to the neighbouring rooms if anyone wanted any of her coffee and almost immediately a middle-aged couple walked in, and kneeled down next tp them. They each took a glass. The male peered over at Marley's notes, and gave him the thumbs up.
Outside of the walls that made up Lily's house, the sun shone brilliantly out of a clear blue sky.
Marley and Eevee, finally moving from their position on the rug, ventured outside into Lily's garden. Pushing through flowering trees, they walked until they reached a beautiful pond strewn with white, blue, pink and yellow water lilies. They sat down on the cotton-like grass, and for a while, stared into the waters. Looking up for a moment, their eyes locked. Marley with his distant, otherworldly eyes, which still glinted like a child's, and Eevee with her eyes that ran as deep as a valley in any of the steepest mountains; so deep, in fact that you could probably see a herd of sheep grazing within her hazel eyes.
They looked away from each other momentarily, but found they could not help looking into each other. Their lips met each other, and they kissed.
Eevee placed her palm on Marley's jumper, and tugged at it slighty. Realising what she meant, Marley lifted the sweatshirt over his head and threw it on a heap on the greenery beside him. He watched intentively as she pulled off her drawstring trousers, before doing the same himself.
They felt comfort in seeing each other in their natural state. Her shaggy black hair flew about in the wind, flapping over her high forehead. It landed over her pierced eyebrow.