Maeve
Do something nice. Do something nice. That wasn't the hard part. Maeve did nice things for people all the time. It was the do something nice for someone you don't like. Now, that list was much smaller. Filled with only a handful of people. Begrudgingly, Maeve accepts that this just has to be done. Even if she would rather the person in mind fall of a cliff and disappear for ever. Why couldn't he have stayed dead?
The Nightshade sighs, plucking a bottle of the best whiskey she could find, knowing that it was Sunjata's taste. He would be the one most likely to enjoy it. Even if this was meant to be something nice for Nate. She grabs a bit of ribbon as well to add to the tab, intent on using it to finish off the blankets for the twins, finding that easier to stomach than anything else. "Just add it to my tab, hm? Thanks, love." The Nightshade replies smoothly, giving the shopkeeper a wink before shifting around the girl who came in behind her, fingers brushing her arm as she shifts her to the side. "Excuse me, dear."
The Nightshade sighs, plucking a bottle of the best whiskey she could find, knowing that it was Sunjata's taste. He would be the one most likely to enjoy it. Even if this was meant to be something nice for Nate. She grabs a bit of ribbon as well to add to the tab, intent on using it to finish off the blankets for the twins, finding that easier to stomach than anything else. "Just add it to my tab, hm? Thanks, love." The Nightshade replies smoothly, giving the shopkeeper a wink before shifting around the girl who came in behind her, fingers brushing her arm as she shifts her to the side. "Excuse me, dear."
And I was catching my breath
Staring out an open window
catching my death
Staring out an open window
catching my death
