AISHA
when you look at me like
that what did you expect
that what did you expect
Aisha was glad when he played off of her comment, a wry bite back poised on the tip of her tongue, or rather pen in this situation. After glancing to him she reached for the paper, this time putting in more effort to hide the words while she wrote. No peeking.
When she'd finished her one hand returned to her hip, and the other lifted the paper with a saucy flourish, Messing with the cursed and deaf men of the Hollowed Grounds, it read, a playful mirth in the smirk she gave.
When she'd finished her one hand returned to her hip, and the other lifted the paper with a saucy flourish, Messing with the cursed and deaf men of the Hollowed Grounds, it read, a playful mirth in the smirk she gave.
i'd probably still adore you with
with your hands around my neck
with your hands around my neck
