love should be as flowers of the weedy sort
Kamaria is happy to give Seren another hug, regardless of the reason. "Of course!" She decides, as she goes to wrap her arms around her sister's waist one more time, if she can even reach that high.
And really, she does want to play a game, but she doesn't know if she wants to roam very far away from the party. That, and she'd really like to get to know Seren somehow, while also playing a game. So she thinks. She thinks pretty hard about what she wants to play, her hand cupping her chin and her head tilting.
"Truth or dare!" She declares with a finger that points up. "You first! Truth.. or dare?" And she waggles her eyebrows for emphasis.
And really, she does want to play a game, but she doesn't know if she wants to roam very far away from the party. That, and she'd really like to get to know Seren somehow, while also playing a game. So she thinks. She thinks pretty hard about what she wants to play, her hand cupping her chin and her head tilting.
"Truth or dare!" She declares with a finger that points up. "You first! Truth.. or dare?" And she waggles her eyebrows for emphasis.
they break through cement and persist
Kamaria
