AISHA
vodka on ice
and women on bikes
and women on bikes
Whoa, Aisha hadn't expected that reply, the fae dropped to the ground quickly as though she hadn't already been seen. Aisha couldn't help but giggle just a bit, it was a funny sight and anytime somebody fell she had to laugh. Hopefully that was no offense to the fae, she tried to wipe off her grin before the smaller woman could get up and see it. Only a trace remained in the quirk of her lip as the other grew nearer, sheer wings fluttering her up ever so often.
"I've never been to the Greatwood and I was just curious," she said with a slight shrug, hoping it was sufficient enough of an explanation. She'd also just wanted an escape from all the drab of life in the Hollowed Grounds, and so far, the Wildwood had sufficed. The dark haired woman asked for a name, which Aisha gave as her hand slid down to her hip, "Aisha, and you?"
"I've never been to the Greatwood and I was just curious," she said with a slight shrug, hoping it was sufficient enough of an explanation. She'd also just wanted an escape from all the drab of life in the Hollowed Grounds, and so far, the Wildwood had sufficed. The dark haired woman asked for a name, which Aisha gave as her hand slid down to her hip, "Aisha, and you?"
or just the
women who straddle em
women who straddle em
