enemies to lovers, but you'll never own my heart
“Yeah, guess not.” Caly says with a hint of playful resignation, sipping from her drink because chances are she’s gonna have to give Thalassa another one, so she might as well indulge in it herself. And given that the off tune singing of her crew is getting louder and louder, Caly finds herself having to look over at the captain to hear what she says over the rumbles in the Hanged Man.
Scanning her curiously, the young attuned smirks – because it isn’t like she’s been a secret. Anyone around here would know who she was, if she wasn’t Nova. “I’ll letcha guess, but if I can guess what yer ship is called in one go, we call it even?” Dark brows bounce playfully as she twirls the sprig of mint in her mojito, amber eyes focused on Thal.
Scanning her curiously, the young attuned smirks – because it isn’t like she’s been a secret. Anyone around here would know who she was, if she wasn’t Nova. “I’ll letcha guess, but if I can guess what yer ship is called in one go, we call it even?” Dark brows bounce playfully as she twirls the sprig of mint in her mojito, amber eyes focused on Thal.
Calypso
one-sided, it's pathetic how you think you're being smart
