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26.Sep.13, 03:18 PM
(Tavynia) -- 18 year old weyrbat
“No it most certainly is not,” Tavynia snapped in reply to the question she was starting to hate. Why did people think it was okay to drop off their smelly clothes for someone else to wash? Of course she did it regularly as well but that was different! She wasn’t meant to be touching someone’s dirty underwear and shirts that she was certain hadn’t started out that colour. Her hands were made for holding, not folding. She wouldn’t be there if she had a choice and she was still mad that her father had actually held his ground and followed through on the punishment. Her daddy loved her and was supposed to continue pampering her! Why was he being so mean?
Tavynia was close to throwing the shirt she was dunking roughly into the bucket between her legs at the man that assumed she would do his bidding simply because he currently thought himself better than her thanks to the stupid chore she was stuck in but froze. It was one of the twins! They were always so much fun to spend time with when they were a bit younger though it was harder to grab their attention once the dragonriders started spending time with them and the rotating lovers appeared. She had a crush on one, or both of them since forever and now seemed like a good opening to make sure this one remembered her.
“I mean, sure. You can drop them off but there’s a bit of a wait.” Tavynia dropped the shirt into the bucket, forgotten, and got to her feet. Her hands instantly clasped at each other behind her back and she swayed a little to play up her cutesy appearance since she’d discovered some time ago that most men loved the innocence routine – in public at least. “You’re welcome to stay and wait, if you like. I wouldn’t mind the company.” An evil glare was shot to the cluster of three women that were older than her and just not any fun. Tavynia much preferred the idea of spending time with someone more her age and utterly gorgeous.
“No it most certainly is not,” Tavynia snapped in reply to the question she was starting to hate. Why did people think it was okay to drop off their smelly clothes for someone else to wash? Of course she did it regularly as well but that was different! She wasn’t meant to be touching someone’s dirty underwear and shirts that she was certain hadn’t started out that colour. Her hands were made for holding, not folding. She wouldn’t be there if she had a choice and she was still mad that her father had actually held his ground and followed through on the punishment. Her daddy loved her and was supposed to continue pampering her! Why was he being so mean?
Tavynia was close to throwing the shirt she was dunking roughly into the bucket between her legs at the man that assumed she would do his bidding simply because he currently thought himself better than her thanks to the stupid chore she was stuck in but froze. It was one of the twins! They were always so much fun to spend time with when they were a bit younger though it was harder to grab their attention once the dragonriders started spending time with them and the rotating lovers appeared. She had a crush on one, or both of them since forever and now seemed like a good opening to make sure this one remembered her.
“I mean, sure. You can drop them off but there’s a bit of a wait.” Tavynia dropped the shirt into the bucket, forgotten, and got to her feet. Her hands instantly clasped at each other behind her back and she swayed a little to play up her cutesy appearance since she’d discovered some time ago that most men loved the innocence routine – in public at least. “You’re welcome to stay and wait, if you like. I wouldn’t mind the company.” An evil glare was shot to the cluster of three women that were older than her and just not any fun. Tavynia much preferred the idea of spending time with someone more her age and utterly gorgeous.
