Sometimes she goes to Silvermoon. She knows she shouldn’t.
It’s very dangerous. She gets a bit of a rush.
She’s very careful. Someday it might all catch up to her in one horrible moment.
Will the excuse “I was looking for people I know,” hold up against blades?
Still, she hasn’t been in a while.
“I think green suits you best, Tee.”
Sylasc would probably never know it, but she bought at least three new green garments after that night.
She wasn’t sure why, at least she hadn’t admitted it to herself.
But, she wanted to impress him.
Maybe, just maybe, green does look good on her. It’s a possibility.
“What did you say? She looks like a blueberry!”
“Doesn’t she always?”
They have a good laugh, but she’s somewhat humiliated. She can’t help her blushing.
It just happens.
Her hand stopped at the edge of the mailbox, fingers resting heavily on the metal hinge. There was blur of blue as she slammed the door shut, taking a step back from the mailbox hesitantly. Her eyes darted to the room upstairs, Ryodan wasn't back yet. Her hand moved to the com at her side, pushing the button with a frown. “I go' some sorta package-”