knowing I can't turn the rain into sun any more
Soh's feedback was met with a decidedly lackluster response, and she stared at Kaisel with her brows scrunched together in confusion as he explained. They clearly had very different ideas of what sweet meant. "That's not true," Soh protested, perhaps slightly affronted. "Or at least it's not true all the time." She picked up her cup and took a sip, eyeing Kaisel over the rim. "Some of us happen to think sweet is romantic." And yes, dear reader, Soh happened to be one of those people.
Pursing her lips, Soh settled her cup back on the table. "I guess maybe I don't know Caly well enough to be able to help," she admitted. "If she prefers something, er, spicy, then, well, maybe something more direct? I mean, I like the comparison of her smile to dawn breaking, but maybe that's a little... flowery?" Not that Soh had much experience writing love letters. Sitting back in her chair, she offered a bemused expression. "Look, honestly? I'm not sure you want love advice from me. I haven't exactly had the best track record."
Pursing her lips, Soh settled her cup back on the table. "I guess maybe I don't know Caly well enough to be able to help," she admitted. "If she prefers something, er, spicy, then, well, maybe something more direct? I mean, I like the comparison of her smile to dawn breaking, but maybe that's a little... flowery?" Not that Soh had much experience writing love letters. Sitting back in her chair, she offered a bemused expression. "Look, honestly? I'm not sure you want love advice from me. I haven't exactly had the best track record."
Sohalia
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
