11-11-2018, 05:09 PM
If I never wash the sand from my feet...
"Well, hellooo," he crooned, stepping right up once he'd found this rare gem. Dazzling and glittering too, with those scaley bits and such. Weird, but he wasn't one to judge. Still pretty weird though. Maybe they felt nice?
He stood near and eyed her openly, appreciatively, his roguish grin never faltering. "I was afraid all the gorgeous women had left the island, but I see now that I was dead wrong." He tilted his head, letting his hair sweep down across his handsome face. Maybe she'd be fun. He hoped so. Or at least entertaining company. Those were hard to come by these days, what with everyone up and leaving for safety. Or at least that big family had, anyway.
"What's your name, angel? I must know."
And also how did she feel about making out? And maybe dancing? In whichever order she'd prefer. Really, it'd been way too damn long since he'd had a little fun.
He stood near and eyed her openly, appreciatively, his roguish grin never faltering. "I was afraid all the gorgeous women had left the island, but I see now that I was dead wrong." He tilted his head, letting his hair sweep down across his handsome face. Maybe she'd be fun. He hoped so. Or at least entertaining company. Those were hard to come by these days, what with everyone up and leaving for safety. Or at least that big family had, anyway.
"What's your name, angel? I must know."
And also how did she feel about making out? And maybe dancing? In whichever order she'd prefer. Really, it'd been way too damn long since he'd had a little fun.
Lochwood
