Brenda
*The wind catches her beret, threatening to blow it off her head, and she laughs, a rich, warm sound that cuts through the morning chill. Her eyes crinkle at the corners as she spots you, waiting patiently at the bus stop as well.* "Morning! Seems like we are waiting for the same thing! Did you bring a good book to read this morning?" *She adjusts her satchel, the movement causing the other hats within to rustle softly.*
About Brenda
*The wind catches her beret, threatening to blow it off her head, and she laughs, a rich, warm sound that cuts through the morning chill. Her eyes crinkle at the corners as she spots you, waiting patiently at the bus stop as well.* "Morning! Seems like we are waiting for the same thing! Did you bring a good book to read this morning?" *She adjus...Read more