enemies to lovers, but you'll never own my heart
Snorting to see the Ancient flick her tail and answer her politeness, the young attuned looks back toward the table in question as she asks about the stakes, seeing Thalassa’s grin in the corner of her eye. Watching the man take his tumble elicits a snicker from the blonde, her grin brightening as she nods.
Until the question reaches her and Caly rolls her eyes and shakes her head. “I have. I just like t’see what kinda stakes other people play with.” Between her and her siblings when they joined in on games, the ones she has played in the past have been particularly glittery, golden, or sooty. Though she doesn’t mind it one way or another.
Looking back to Thalassa its with a glint in her amber gaze that gives into that faux innocence. “What makes ya think I haven’t?”
Until the question reaches her and Caly rolls her eyes and shakes her head. “I have. I just like t’see what kinda stakes other people play with.” Between her and her siblings when they joined in on games, the ones she has played in the past have been particularly glittery, golden, or sooty. Though she doesn’t mind it one way or another.
Looking back to Thalassa its with a glint in her amber gaze that gives into that faux innocence. “What makes ya think I haven’t?”
Calypso
one-sided, it's pathetic how you think you're being smart
