if you think i'm pretty
you should see me in a crown
You know enough about reading people to know when flirting isn't on the table, and this one certainly seems disinterested in your various charms. More's the pity- guess this really isn't a boning bridge, as much as the activity would fit with the name.
Broody over there certainly seems ad far from interested in boning as a man can physically be, but still you flash him a winning smile, moving over to lean beside him and stare into the swirling snowy mist. He's looking for something, huh? "What're you possibly looking for here?" you wonder, not convinced he'll find much of anything in this fog.
The bottom? Leaning further over the rail, you let one foot leave the ground as you peer into the void. "No, I'm a bone bridge virgin, too." Another smirk- you really can't help it. Seduction used to be your job. "What if there isn't a bottom, hm? Maybe it just goes off forever, down to other worlds. Or spikes. Actually, I bet it's spikes."
Broody over there certainly seems ad far from interested in boning as a man can physically be, but still you flash him a winning smile, moving over to lean beside him and stare into the swirling snowy mist. He's looking for something, huh? "What're you possibly looking for here?" you wonder, not convinced he'll find much of anything in this fog.
The bottom? Leaning further over the rail, you let one foot leave the ground as you peer into the void. "No, I'm a bone bridge virgin, too." Another smirk- you really can't help it. Seduction used to be your job. "What if there isn't a bottom, hm? Maybe it just goes off forever, down to other worlds. Or spikes. Actually, I bet it's spikes."
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