AISHA
gimme a kiss
like a kick in the teeth
like a kick in the teeth
Aisha sought Oliver today, to talk, to help out, to ask questions. She considered the platinum blonde a friend, he was probably one of the people she saw most regularly. So it was with various intent that Aisha entered the blacksmith's shop, sword at her hip and an eager smile tugging at her lips.
"Hey Oliver," she called over to the man, letting herself in and looking around at everything. They'd done a good job with it, she felt a hint of pride to see the fire of the forge, simmering coal and ash lining the walls she'd mortared.
Oliver
"Hey Oliver," she called over to the man, letting herself in and looking around at everything. They'd done a good job with it, she felt a hint of pride to see the fire of the forge, simmering coal and ash lining the walls she'd mortared.
my bloody lip
never tasted so sweet
never tasted so sweet
