enemies to lovers, but you'll never own my heart
Snorting as she, too, is right — it’s with a pleased tilt of where she sits at the bar that has her swinging back forward to finish off her mojito. Whether Thalassa’s reputation precedes her or not isn’t something she’s keen on giving up, so she flashes a pleased smile over her shoulder to the captain. She’ll hear more in the coming weeks about the revered woman, notably from her brother.
For now, though, she catches Thal’s gaze briefly before she spots someone else passing by the window — a rainbow flurry of chaos that has her smiling playfully toward the captain. “I’d love to, Thalassa, but I gotta run.” Already offering up her payment to the bartender for the night, the attuned slips from the stool and situates herself before beaming a sunny smile back at the captain. “Was fun though. We should totally do it again!” Giving her a playful salute before she heads toward the door to see whatever her sister was intending to get into trouble with.
— FIN
For now, though, she catches Thal’s gaze briefly before she spots someone else passing by the window — a rainbow flurry of chaos that has her smiling playfully toward the captain. “I’d love to, Thalassa, but I gotta run.” Already offering up her payment to the bartender for the night, the attuned slips from the stool and situates herself before beaming a sunny smile back at the captain. “Was fun though. We should totally do it again!” Giving her a playful salute before she heads toward the door to see whatever her sister was intending to get into trouble with.
— FIN
Calypso
one-sided, it's pathetic how you think you're being smart
