You sing me a slow song
07-09-2015, 10:46 PM
"My apologies Miss." Indeed he was sorry, the male never the best at saying the right things at the right time, but rather cursed with his personality of complimenting those when he saw fit. He could see she was a little put off by that, and he wasn't entirely sure how to fix this situation. Nonetheless, he would steer the conversation another way, perhaps one to where the pair could talk a little and learn about the other. "It is my pleasure to meet you, Miss Novella. May I ask, you smell different from a few I've come across...are you perhaps in, what do the wolves say...a pack?" |
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