AISHA
my lovely prey, i'm a cliche
Aisha was excited of course, but had no idea what to do with the clue she'd found. Right now they were working on finding the combination to the briefcase, and that worked just fine with her. They, could do it. She would sit back and watch and nod and assume they were doing it right because her and numbers were not the lucky combination. So she hovered over Oliver's shoulder and observed as Melita gave him a code to try, an impatient smile tugging faintly at her lips as she tried to imagine what the contents of the case might hold.
Aisha stands back and waits for the briefcase to be opened!
Aisha stands back and waits for the briefcase to be opened!
for us, the bourgeoisie, so care free
