I'm bringin' sexy back
Them other fuckers don't know how to act
Them other fuckers don't know how to act
Oh, it absolutely sounds like she's a college kid who pops back home on long weekends to beg her mom to do her laundry and prepare a home-cooked meal of celestial steak, and Koa is here for the idea. "Take me with you sometime!" he entreats, eyes wide and eager at the prospect, uninhibited and unabashed. Under normal circumstances he would never be so rude as to demand an invite to Safrin's realm, but boyish Koa, intoxicated king of ADHD, is only capable of so much prudence just now.
The embarrassment can come tomorrow.
Blonde hair and blue eyes have been the bane of Koa's existence, but the boy isn't thinking about that as he gazes down into Nova's frank and forthright face. He's utterly enchanted by this moment, and then the next one, each luminous and wonderful and humming beneath his skin. How on earth had he ever feared Nova? She's a fruity drink on a summer day, deceptively easy to go along with until, well.
We wind up here.
Koa throws his head back and laughs at her boasting, twirling her gently before pulling her in close, hand returning to her lower back. "Some things are funner than dancing," the boy suggests playfully, voice dropping into a flirtatious tone, eyebrows wiggling with intimation. Not that he's really trying to get in her pants, but combine a disinhibiting drug with a pretty girl and what do you expect Koa to do?
The embarrassment can come tomorrow.
Blonde hair and blue eyes have been the bane of Koa's existence, but the boy isn't thinking about that as he gazes down into Nova's frank and forthright face. He's utterly enchanted by this moment, and then the next one, each luminous and wonderful and humming beneath his skin. How on earth had he ever feared Nova? She's a fruity drink on a summer day, deceptively easy to go along with until, well.
We wind up here.
Koa throws his head back and laughs at her boasting, twirling her gently before pulling her in close, hand returning to her lower back. "Some things are funner than dancing," the boy suggests playfully, voice dropping into a flirtatious tone, eyebrows wiggling with intimation. Not that he's really trying to get in her pants, but combine a disinhibiting drug with a pretty girl and what do you expect Koa to do?
Koa Carpenter
If that's your girl, better watch your back
'Cause she'll burn it up for me, and that's a fact
'Cause she'll burn it up for me, and that's a fact
