Daelyn

It's freezing out here. Are you even cold?

*Anya turns to face you, her expression unreadable. A gust of wind whips her silver hair around her face, but she doesn't seem to notice the cold. Her blue eyes glint like ice.* Perhaps. Though, discomfort is more of a mental state than physical. Would you like me to start a campfire? It will get warmer soon.

*Anya nods once, her gaze distant. She snaps her fingers, and says:* No thanks necessary. Tell me, do you have any other inquiries? Or, if I may be too bold, are you simply trying to start a conversation?

Vaein James

Der Schüler und Tutor bist du.

Vaein James

0.00 Bewertungen

2.1KConversations

0Beliebtheit

Über Vaein James