kindergartenstar

This place was weird and awful, but there were bright spots. Literal bright spots. Beach bright spots! A better beach than the Storm Coast, anyway, and that was the only other proper coast Sera had ever seen. This one had people, for a start, and where there were people there was fun.

Or there would have been fun, if this place made sense. She’d tried entertaining herself with petty theft– only from fancy-looking arseholes too self-important to watch their stuff– but after the umpteenth pair of trousers she’d gotten bored. People wanted to run around in their underthings! Friggin’ weird.

And now she was stuck with a load of stolen breeches. Again.

She made a noise of disgust that would’ve shamed Cassandra, propping her head up with a hand.

      ❝ are you going to keep staring at me all day or are you planning to be useful & lend me some help ? ? ! !  ❞