you say, "come over, baby, i think you're pretty"
i'm okay, i'm not your baby
i'm okay, i'm not your baby
Burgers secured, Caly is quite pleased to snag any other things she needs to craft the most decadent ramphire burgers she’s had since touching down from the stars. It’s enough distraction that she looks up only at the time that Nova has read the apron and taken it literally as she kisses Ronin, the cook. Snickering behind a gold glinting hand, she plucks her plate up and trails after her sister to sit in the sun and sand and eat.
But also most importantly, gossip.
Downing a couple bites of the ramphire burger, she swipes at her lips before she’s leaning into her sister with a cheshire grin and mischief in her eyes. “Think his name’s Mateo.” If she had to guess, based off of her and Vesper’s conversation not that long ago. “One’ve the two he’s been playin’ nice with.” She whispers the gossip before she’s letting the soft laugh escape her. While she waits for Nova’s reaction, she snags another bite of the ramphire burger and scans the rest of those in attendance.
But also most importantly, gossip.
Downing a couple bites of the ramphire burger, she swipes at her lips before she’s leaning into her sister with a cheshire grin and mischief in her eyes. “Think his name’s Mateo.” If she had to guess, based off of her and Vesper’s conversation not that long ago. “One’ve the two he’s been playin’ nice with.” She whispers the gossip before she’s letting the soft laugh escape her. While she waits for Nova’s reaction, she snags another bite of the ramphire burger and scans the rest of those in attendance.
Calypso
if you think i'm pretty, you should see me in a crown
