MELITA
Despite the fact that her backside was very sore, the youth stood up, taking her victory with an immodest bow and a sweep of her arm. Fangorn made some hissing noises to indicate he was most displeased, and she assured everything was fine with another Cheshire grin entangled amongst the soaked clothing. “Thank you.”Taking to the ends of her dress, she gently lifted them and squeezed out remnants of water, watching the spray settle back into whatever remained of the puddle after her last round. “Have you been thoroughly entertained sir, or is there something else you’d like to do?” Her brows shifted upward; otherwise, content with her win, Melita would likely glide back on home.
You're all gonna watch me
Disappear into the sun
Disappear into the sun
