RAZA
“Is it possible?” she retorts with a scoff. “Boy, you know there’s nothin’ I can’t do with mixers.” Mock insulted, she waves him off to do his magic thing and remains languidly perched on the ledge of the fountain, all of her out of the way of the water and the washin’ and whatever else needs t’be done.
“So what’s goin’ on with you?” There’s a certain ease that comes with just bein’ along for the ride, and Raza doesn’t realize that she could be asking a much bigger question than she intended to. She learned long ago to ask the first question and let others fill in the rest. It’s amazing how many people can’t stand the quiet… or want to brag… or just someone to listen.
“So what’s goin’ on with you?” There’s a certain ease that comes with just bein’ along for the ride, and Raza doesn’t realize that she could be asking a much bigger question than she intended to. She learned long ago to ask the first question and let others fill in the rest. It’s amazing how many people can’t stand the quiet… or want to brag… or just someone to listen.
she's got a real quick trigger and some new demands
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