"A woman should'nt be concepted like that."
Ah, autumn days. Where the sun’s still warm, but the air cool and gentle… plain, boring green leaves would dry to bright shades like yellow, red, and orange… the sky whitens… ah, quite nice to stroll about on those nice days. Now, Tony wasn’t too much of a socialist. Just walk, go to obtain your needs and goods, ignore eye contact, and go home. Simple as that. But for some things… he’d stop and go approach it… just like this current situation!
Two folks, a fair woman with lovely tan skin, speckled with freckles, bright magneta eyes, and pretty lavender hair… clearly distressed at the other, most likely very uncomfortable. “Hey lady,” The man purred, a smug grin pulled on the corners of his lips. “How about you come home with me, yea? I’m a nice guy, no fear no games. You’re hella sexy,” He added, a hand reaching out to her wrist.
