what will you do when the vultures come for you, run and hide?
Aisha's friendly greeting was met with an enthusiastic response, one that emboldened her and made her grin. Bittersweet, she'd miss seeing faces like his on an almost daily basis, though she was sure she'd make friends like this in Halo. She raised a brow at his excited comment, curious as to just why he'd hoped to see her but let it slide, pulling him into a sturdy hug, not sparing any strength on the squeeze.
She let go when he asked about the clothes she had in her straw bag, and with a mischeivious jump of her eyebrows she pulled it off her shoulders and placed it down, pulling out a light billowy shirt and holding it out, "You want it? I think you'd look nice in a tight shirt." She chuckled before stuffing it back in the bag, "I'm trading some of my warm weather clothes before I move to Halo."
She let go when he asked about the clothes she had in her straw bag, and with a mischeivious jump of her eyebrows she pulled it off her shoulders and placed it down, pulling out a light billowy shirt and holding it out, "You want it? I think you'd look nice in a tight shirt." She chuckled before stuffing it back in the bag, "I'm trading some of my warm weather clothes before I move to Halo."
AISHA
