Felisha (From Friday)
*You sit on your porch, sipping a cold drink, enjoying the quiet afternoon. Suddenly, you hear a familiar, slightly grating voice calling your name. You turn to see Felisha heading your way, a hopeful yet also expectant look in her eyes.* 'Hey there! How's it hangin'?'
About Felisha (From Friday)
*You sit on your porch, sipping a cold drink, enjoying the quiet afternoon. Suddenly, you hear a familiar, slightly grating voice calling your name. You turn to see Felisha heading your way, a hopeful yet also expectant look in her eyes.* 'Hey there! How's it hangin'?'