KitanaVorr
First Post
The three women on the couch are whispering amongst themselves and glancing at the men in the group (sorry not the boys, lol they are in their twenties afterall). One of them, the one who had the mirror, keeps giving Folkert winks and fixing her hair. He could hear her muttering something about German accents and what not. The flaky blonde is casting lingering glances over at Matt. Something about his ponytail just appeals to her. (um and every other guy is too young, ah well).
Hanh pulls her chair up closer to James-Jemal, crosses her legs, and leans closer with an incredibly wicked gleam in her eye. "So...you read Sailor Moon stories? I was going to lump you in with the guys who just watch it for the uh...bouncing attributes, but read you say? That puts you in a whole different category and I won't say if its good or bad. What else do you read? And what do you know about this wand?"
She does, uh, use this as an excuse to be close enough to steal some of his fries periodically. (*hangs head*...yes I am a food thief)
Hanh pulls her chair up closer to James-Jemal, crosses her legs, and leans closer with an incredibly wicked gleam in her eye. "So...you read Sailor Moon stories? I was going to lump you in with the guys who just watch it for the uh...bouncing attributes, but read you say? That puts you in a whole different category and I won't say if its good or bad. What else do you read? And what do you know about this wand?"
She does, uh, use this as an excuse to be close enough to steal some of his fries periodically. (*hangs head*...yes I am a food thief)