β donβt you ever just say hello? β
"πππ ππππππ" ππππππππ ππππππππ | πππππππππ
πππ ππππππ ππππππ ππ πππ π πππ. even in less - than - graceful straits like this one. ( the moving wingcycle. ) her heels collide with his back, hands following - her nails catching on the fabric of his suit. an infectious smile spreads onto her face from his squirming, the vehicle jerking as she settled in her seat behind him. " patience. " a curl of her lips, word almost a hiss against the wind whipping around the two of them.
slithering hands find his back again. and slowly, her grip ends at the base of his neck, securing her position fully. " hellooo nightwing ... " / @prodiga1
