#sansarika

Naaah,no need. This was only six years of my life and I’m pretty sure that I wasn’t giving the shots. I’m not holding myself accountable for anything.  

    “I know I’ve dropped off the face of the earth for what feels like forever. And I figure you’re someone I’d like to hang out with. Of course, if it’s not a bother to you that is.” Although Saima did fall into their routines for a while, they did enjoy visiting people - and frankly, they really wanted to talk to Kshama. It had been something they had missed.

“And so the cycle goes. But we have not yet been knocked from our pedestals. Not yet. Who are we to say that there is no exception to the rule?” His eyes flit back and forth between Kshama’s own and the board, and he strokes at his chin in contemplation, the golden bands which adorn his fingers reflecting the light. Her move has made things quite difficult for him, and his lips curl with the realisation. An easy challenge is no challenge at all. “But then, is it luck, Kshama? Or is this simply what we are destined to be?”

“Here’s something I thought I’d never say in a million years: I think I went crazy with the number of flower boxes that I’ve set up and have more than I have room for.  You are a person who appreciates brightly colored flowers, right?  Would you like to take one or two off of my hands?”

“Sonia, do you have a special flower that you and your people are particularly excited to see bloom in the Spring? I always wonder if other nations have a flower they fawn over like the Japanese do with sakura.”

“I wish I could answer that for you, but unfortunately, I’m as lost as you are.”

//Sonia don't confuse him, he's already confused himself several times today- @sansarika // Q n Q "And I don't have badam milk, and I want it...." Fever M!A 6/10

She peeks out from the kitchen, humming. “I have way too much in here, please have something.”