Ellyra
We made plans to kiss the sun at night
Hopeless dreamers, hopeless types
Hopeless dreamers, hopeless types
"No, no, it's fine." Ellyra said, red hues darkening her cheeks. She offered a smile that wiped the shocked look off of her face. She knew that Ronin was married, of course, to Remi (a man, remind yourself, Ellyra), and that's certainly why he didn't have time to entertain her flirtations. "I had a long day too. I uh, I work at the clinic. Doctor Hart, you probably know her. I'm one of the nurses." She stumbled and sputtered, herself apologetic. "We lost a patient today and, well, flirting is easy." She offered in explanation, tucking a strand of goldenrod hair behind her red ears.
She sipped her coffee more carefully then, her eyes lowering to the lid of her cup for a moment before she let out a short breath. "It's uh, nice to meet you." She gave another smile, eyes strolling up his frame properly now.
She sipped her coffee more carefully then, her eyes lowering to the lid of her cup for a moment before she let out a short breath. "It's uh, nice to meet you." She gave another smile, eyes strolling up his frame properly now.
Shedding skin you show your beauty scars
Don't forget me or who you are
Don't forget me or who you are
