AISHA
there's something about your love
A sidewards glance was given when the other woman looked her way, but that interest was only brief. Soon the other was back to her task, acting as though Aisha wasn't there. That didn't sit well with the girl, who was always itching for attention. A soft pout came to her face as she narrowed her eyes at the ocean. Where to go next, which piece to play.
Aisha was stubborn in making the first move, and wondered whether the other was even worth the game. Though she was bored, and the sandwich did smell pretty good compared to the seafood aroma of the dock. So with a smirk she turned again, leaning against the rail but facing her company, then held out a hand. "Care to share?" came her request, palm open and expectant. Was she being petty and a bit pesty, yes, but the other woman had decided to make Aisha's brooding dock her eating place. She had no idea about prior arrangements and daily routines.
Aisha was stubborn in making the first move, and wondered whether the other was even worth the game. Though she was bored, and the sandwich did smell pretty good compared to the seafood aroma of the dock. So with a smirk she turned again, leaning against the rail but facing her company, then held out a hand. "Care to share?" came her request, palm open and expectant. Was she being petty and a bit pesty, yes, but the other woman had decided to make Aisha's brooding dock her eating place. She had no idea about prior arrangements and daily routines.
that makes me wanna kill it
