MELITA
Melita was all the more impressed with herself, but that was pretty much a given. Skipping along to the back of the line to begin another round, her grin was jubilant, barely focusing on any other competitors. It was fire, it was fun, it was enough to keep her wholly entertained and occupied.Even as the rope lowered another few inches, the Honeybee remained completely unbothered and undaunted, bouncing on her toes until it was her turn to go. By the time she was up, she was a ball of zealous, wild energy, flexing her prowess in backbends and sauntering forward, hoping to make it to the next volley.
help tonight to split its seams
Give the bruises out like gifts
Give the bruises out like gifts