I wanna be touched, be loved
Caly continues her careful polishing of the bracelet, trading it eventually for the clean rag to make sure she gets each and every bit of polishing cream off of it. She checks its glint in the light of the workshop as well, offering a soft little giggle. “Treasures, for sure. No way they coulda gotten everythin’ outta there, yeah?” She asks, glancing up to look at her sister with a smirk.
As for whether or not anyone lived there now, she shakes her head. “I doubt it. I’d happily abandon some place that totally gave up beneath me.” She says it almost without thinking, shrugging her shoulders and presenting her sister with her cleaned up and polished bracelet with a sunshine grin. “Whatcha think? Good enough?”
As for whether or not anyone lived there now, she shakes her head. “I doubt it. I’d happily abandon some place that totally gave up beneath me.” She says it almost without thinking, shrugging her shoulders and presenting her sister with her cleaned up and polished bracelet with a sunshine grin. “Whatcha think? Good enough?”
Calypso
I wanna heal, be hugged
