I can't relate to d e s p e r a t i o n
Glancing over her shoulder at Danta, Charlie's tail flicks out behind her in response to his praise, and while the priestess will never be anything more than pocketsize, she does appear to grow slightly beneath the warm weight of his gaze.
Peering into one of the crate's she'd moved, the priestess gasps with delight as she peers inside. Like a child given a fistful of tinsel and told to decorate the tree, Charlie begins to sprinkle her various items around the room: against a candlestick she places a whip, by a bowl of incense she lays a pair of handcuffs, leaning in the corner she places a spreader-bar.
Hopping up onto the table so as not to be in Asta's way as he unfurls the rug, Charlie crosses her slippered-feet over at the ankles, gently bouncing a nipple tassel against one of her palms. "You know, I did go to see him, and I had every intention of dragging him home with me for a drink at the very least, but we got so caught up working on the outfits I'm designing for the two of you, that I lost track of time." Flashing the butcher a bright blue stare—he hadn't thought Charlie forgot about the outcome of their little bet, had he?—the blonde beams.
"I might still, or maybe I won't. I mean, I definitely don't want to be dating anyone." Flashing Asta an apologetic shrug as if to say no offense to you and Danta, Charlie hops down from the table to help smooth out the edges of the carpet. "Just someone to chum around with sometimes, you know?"
Charlie scatters objects!
Peering into one of the crate's she'd moved, the priestess gasps with delight as she peers inside. Like a child given a fistful of tinsel and told to decorate the tree, Charlie begins to sprinkle her various items around the room: against a candlestick she places a whip, by a bowl of incense she lays a pair of handcuffs, leaning in the corner she places a spreader-bar.
Hopping up onto the table so as not to be in Asta's way as he unfurls the rug, Charlie crosses her slippered-feet over at the ankles, gently bouncing a nipple tassel against one of her palms. "You know, I did go to see him, and I had every intention of dragging him home with me for a drink at the very least, but we got so caught up working on the outfits I'm designing for the two of you, that I lost track of time." Flashing the butcher a bright blue stare—he hadn't thought Charlie forgot about the outcome of their little bet, had he?—the blonde beams.
"I might still, or maybe I won't. I mean, I definitely don't want to be dating anyone." Flashing Asta an apologetic shrug as if to say no offense to you and Danta, Charlie hops down from the table to help smooth out the edges of the carpet. "Just someone to chum around with sometimes, you know?"
Charlie scatters objects!
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Hella golden retriever energy. Small unrefined horns made of ruby. Regular spade-shaped tail.
