Jigano starts to come towards me after I wave, so I stop my mingling and wait for him, offering a bright smile as he approaches and returning the bow with a laugh, though such formalities are not usually my style. ”It seemed a good place to get acquainted with... the good apples.” I choose my words carefully, remembering our last conversation. And then my smile grows, and I poke some of my own fun towards the light haired man.. ”I suppose I can settle for some rapscallions and rogues though. If that’s all you have to offer.” My smile only grows while I speak, stretching my face in a way that’s almost uncomfortable, though I can’t stop. Tarasha
They are neither pink nor pale;
And they will never be all mine; |
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