suddenly i'm spinning like a ceiling fan, around and 'round we go
It was charming in a way she wasn’t expecting – that the first thing he decided to do to make it up to her was to immediately spring her onto a date. Still slightly drunk but certainly beautifully put together enough for said 2am date, Caly is content to go along for the ride and see just what else Kaisel might have up his sleeve. Her wine dark lips curve into a small smile at the edges as they make their order, and when he pays and she asks her questions, her amber gaze lingers on his face in quiet delight.
“Bold.” She touts playfully before her shoulder rises a touch coquettish and she smirks. “Bacon, cheese, onion, ketchup, and a dash of mustard.” She winks, squeezing his hand with a softer hum of a laugh. “I reckon pineapple might be decent with a sweeter kinda sauce. I’ll take your word on the banana, though.” And would absolutely not be trying it in the future.
Waiting by the grill, she takes in the sweet smoky scent of the food being made as she gives her complete focus on Kaisel – taking him in and scanning his face as if she might commit it to memory. To anyone else, it might seem like an innocent, adoring look from a girl with her date, which is a bit of the point. But she’s calculating. “Fresh fries are good. I’m a big fan of onion rings too, personally.” She points out, brows bouncing playfully as she shifts her weight a touch, leaning closer to him.
“Bold.” She touts playfully before her shoulder rises a touch coquettish and she smirks. “Bacon, cheese, onion, ketchup, and a dash of mustard.” She winks, squeezing his hand with a softer hum of a laugh. “I reckon pineapple might be decent with a sweeter kinda sauce. I’ll take your word on the banana, though.” And would absolutely not be trying it in the future.
Waiting by the grill, she takes in the sweet smoky scent of the food being made as she gives her complete focus on Kaisel – taking him in and scanning his face as if she might commit it to memory. To anyone else, it might seem like an innocent, adoring look from a girl with her date, which is a bit of the point. But she’s calculating. “Fresh fries are good. I’m a big fan of onion rings too, personally.” She points out, brows bouncing playfully as she shifts her weight a touch, leaning closer to him.
Calypso
suddenly i will never be alone
