#* etienne

uninvited, isla crossed the cobbled stones to meet him, the fresh air a chill across the expanse of bare skin "there's a woman over there. she's been watching you," the slight cant of her head gestures towards the open doors of the conservatory, "I just convinced her to bid an absurd amount on the abandoned theatre because I, the clairvoyant, could sense that it was your date." a drag of a cigarette doesn't quite quell the smile on her lips as she considered him carefully. "so either you end up with a total crazy, or she does."