#knuckledknives

     ❝ ♚ ❞ : Oh, she’s certain she’s exchanged a few words with this one before. Why not kill some time here? She’d sit herself right on the table the other was sat at, legs crossing. Could she have sat in the chair? Sure, but what’s the fun of that? “Is it just me or are boys just not as chivalrous as they used to be? It is majorly disappointing, don’t you think? I deserve to be treated like a queen, alas. Here I am.”

Hard Pass

Martel blinks at the pink-haired woman and then smiles in spite of her comment. “I don’t know. We wouldn’t be alive without the sun, would we? That’s a lot of responsibility for one molten rock in the sky.”