she tells me, mama you look lovely when you take a stand
One face she recognized, one face was surely a refugee, and the hunger for attention their eyes held was a familiar sentiment. She locked onto them with her own honey hazel gaze, and for a moment she analyzed, watched, and simply gave her attention to them. That wasn't enough, she was curious about the other, Osozo if she remembered correctly, and they were just the distraction she sought.
Pushing through the crowd with the confidence of the cat, she placed herself across from them, and gave a soft smile. "You're from the grounds," she stated more than asked, honing in on what they had in common.
Pushing through the crowd with the confidence of the cat, she placed herself across from them, and gave a soft smile. "You're from the grounds," she stated more than asked, honing in on what they had in common.
AISHA
