Girl next door

Bowen lay in the longer grass, peering through to watch the fire as it ate the branch that she'd offered up. The tears had dried on her cheeks, but an aura of melancholy still clung to her. She hadn't been expecting anyone to notice her with the level of excitement buzzing through the air, but she was very much mistaken.

A gentle voice reached her ears and soon a soft, friendly headbutt was delivered to her shoulder. Bowen's emerald eyes lifted to meet those of Sota and the caramel woman smiled before giving him an accepting nod. As Sota settled beside her, Bowen scooted closer placing her hip against his. They were old friends, after all. He had helped her look for Boogie when she was younger and she'd never forget the small man's assistance.

"How are you, Sota?" She genuinely wanted to know about his well being. It was well known in The Hallows that the little brute was treasured and well liked. No one had better dare be giving him a hard time.

"Speech"|| "Romanian"