Excuse Me Miss // Augustine & Scarlet
Was this the right place? Was there a secret entrance maybe? Did she need a password? Scarlet didn't want to knock and make an arse of herself if it wasn't right, but she didn't want to make Augustine wait, either. Shrugging off her unsureness, she rapped against the door to the carriage a few times, as confidently as she could.
When she'd asked the other girl out earlier, she hadn't really intended to, but her mouth had had a mind of it's own. If she was honest with herself, though, it wasn't something she'd take back. She liked girls that stood up for themselves, liked challenges. The fact that Augustine was gorgeous, and French, only added to the allure.Β
Was anyone going to answer this goddamn door?












