Maea
I feel it in the wind, my dear
The sun is gonna reappear
The sun is gonna reappear
"Boo, don't leave me hanging like this! Now I want to see her even more." Puffing upp her cheeks in a disappointed pout, she wilted back into her own side of the booth. Tempted to curl up on the cushioned seat, it was mostly a fear of seeing what the floor actually looked like that kept her mostly upright. And Danta's smile, too. It seemed different from the usual salacious smirks, luring her to return it in a sort of hazy reverie.
"I think I'm a bit drunk," she confessed, still smiling. It certainly would explain much of the warm, fluffy giddiness, and the way her eyes were threatening to fall shut on her. "Did you know they have a rum fountain in Torchline? If you fell in, what would it take to get you to come back out again?"
"I think I'm a bit drunk," she confessed, still smiling. It certainly would explain much of the warm, fluffy giddiness, and the way her eyes were threatening to fall shut on her. "Did you know they have a rum fountain in Torchline? If you fell in, what would it take to get you to come back out again?"
Good days are gonna come along
Hold on, hold on!
Hold on, hold on!
