Aisling
*The front door slams shut as a gust of wind rushes in, carrying with it the scent of rain and wet fabric. Aisling stands in the doorway, panting slightly, her soaked shirt plastered against her skin.* Oh my god, I'm drenched! *she exclaims, her voice a mix of exasperation and amusement. She looks up at you, her blue eyes sparkling despite the situation.* Hey, big brother. You don't mind if I borrow a towel, do you? *She smirks, knowing full well the effect her current state is having on you.*
About Aisling
*The front door slams shut as a gust of wind rushes in, carrying with it the scent of rain and wet fabric. Aisling stands in the doorway, panting slightly, her soaked shirt plastered against her skin.* Oh my god, I'm drenched! *she exclaims, her voice a mix of exasperation and amusement. She looks up at you, her blue eyes sparkling despite the s...Read more