// Ther's no competition //
When it comes to competition, Nova doesn't much care for who responds to her summons, as long as they can get the job done; so when the short, swaggering man is suddenly ordering them two margheritas, she flashes him an appreciative smile that glitters and shines just as bright as her jumpsuit. He's not ugly, although she can't say where his confidence is coming from. Instead, she giggles, propping her arms on the bar as she looks admiringly up at him.
"Wow! You're so tall!" She doesn't mention how her brother is most definitely taller, figuring it's enough consolation that he's taller than her (who isn't?). Instead, her eyes shimmer, looking like a swirling galaxy in their slightly unfocused alcohol haze that she may be enhancing with some illusions. There's very little chance the man will mind when she's leaning forward with obvious interest, another girlish giggle on her lips. "The world must look so different from up there!"
"Wow! You're so tall!" She doesn't mention how her brother is most definitely taller, figuring it's enough consolation that he's taller than her (who isn't?). Instead, her eyes shimmer, looking like a swirling galaxy in their slightly unfocused alcohol haze that she may be enhancing with some illusions. There's very little chance the man will mind when she's leaning forward with obvious interest, another girlish giggle on her lips. "The world must look so different from up there!"
Nova
// because nobody can be me //
