#userpluto

“Oh come on, I’m cute right? You’re not even a tiny bit interested? ” Cricket feigned a pout, her large blue hues selling it well until another soft chuckle broke through. She wasn’t the first attractive woman who’d brushed her off (well tonight she was) and despite the pink lining her cheeks, she took no offense. She’d learned early on that ‘cute’ put a damper on interactions like this. Not many people in a bar were willing to chat up someone that looked like they were still going through puberty. “That’s perfectly valid and I’d be happy to say-- but I’d rather show you...” she replied, leaning back a little as she called up her inventory. Biting her lip, she pushed some hair from her face and scrolled.