28.Mar.21, 01:28 PM
She grinned as his eye blinked rapidly. Sometimes she had that effect on people, especially when she was off like a rocket. Much as she was now, shoving the drawing in his face and expecting an answer as quick as she thought. She could almost feel bad for people at times but now wasn't exactly one of those times.
She cocked her head quizzically at the mention of his dad and brothers. She didn't know much about them and was curious. "Who are your dad and brothers?" she asked with that curiosity as she decided that she liked this guy. He wasn't immediately put off by her and didn't immediately try to get into her pants. Things were looking up.
She grinned at him again when he explained he didn't mind that she was an asshole. "Good to know I'm in good company," she told him with a chuckle, "I'm Maliah." She wiggled the drawing again waiting for his answer and was pleased when he gave it. She huffed out a breath at his suggestion, a little annoyed she hadn't thought of it first but managed to shift it.
"Better," she murmured before explaining, "I don't like drawing landscapes and can never get them right but I figured, practice makes perfect right?" She glanced up at his own wiggle. "You write?" she asked with a little bit of excitement, "What do you write? I can read but I'm not great at writing. My sister can though." Ferra had her own ideas about things and none of it was the same as Maliah.
"Are they exciting stories about true love or are they.. Naughty?" she grinned at him.
She cocked her head quizzically at the mention of his dad and brothers. She didn't know much about them and was curious. "Who are your dad and brothers?" she asked with that curiosity as she decided that she liked this guy. He wasn't immediately put off by her and didn't immediately try to get into her pants. Things were looking up.
She grinned at him again when he explained he didn't mind that she was an asshole. "Good to know I'm in good company," she told him with a chuckle, "I'm Maliah." She wiggled the drawing again waiting for his answer and was pleased when he gave it. She huffed out a breath at his suggestion, a little annoyed she hadn't thought of it first but managed to shift it.
"Better," she murmured before explaining, "I don't like drawing landscapes and can never get them right but I figured, practice makes perfect right?" She glanced up at his own wiggle. "You write?" she asked with a little bit of excitement, "What do you write? I can read but I'm not great at writing. My sister can though." Ferra had her own ideas about things and none of it was the same as Maliah.
"Are they exciting stories about true love or are they.. Naughty?" she grinned at him.