and it burns like a gin and i like it
Aisha gave a show of considering his response, Why not? before settling on, "I guess everyone loves a powerful man." It was playful and friendly, something she'd always enjoyed about her conversations with Sunjata. Even months apart it'd taken so little time to settle back into the comforts and joys of a friendship, that deepened with every sip of her drink and draw on her light.
She allows him to collect the glasses, then waits in her seat for him to return. Her legs cross as she stares out at the streets again; this time they are fuzzier, and clouded with the smoke she blew. He returned quickly, bringing with him her third drink of the night. Aisha had an above average tolerance for the finer things in the night, but that didn't stop her from feeling a buzz, the warmth humming at her temples as she took a sip of the new liquor.
They fall back into conversation with ease, "Of course, considering I know have powerful connections." She placed her glass down and picked up the cigarette again, taking one last drag on the dying light before flicking it away onto the cobbled streets. "You get anything fancy and new with that title? Or just bragging rights," there had to be some kind of material compensation!
She allows him to collect the glasses, then waits in her seat for him to return. Her legs cross as she stares out at the streets again; this time they are fuzzier, and clouded with the smoke she blew. He returned quickly, bringing with him her third drink of the night. Aisha had an above average tolerance for the finer things in the night, but that didn't stop her from feeling a buzz, the warmth humming at her temples as she took a sip of the new liquor.
They fall back into conversation with ease, "Of course, considering I know have powerful connections." She placed her glass down and picked up the cigarette again, taking one last drag on the dying light before flicking it away onto the cobbled streets. "You get anything fancy and new with that title? Or just bragging rights," there had to be some kind of material compensation!
put your lips on my skin and you might ignite it
AISHA
