( okay, so, maybe her first instinct is to be defensive. a little squaring of her shoulders, a little stiffness in her jaw — can you really blame her? but it's hard to feel anything other than totally ridiculous when you're unintentionally cosplaying as a dragon and literally spitting fire in the process, so that defensiveness quickly ebbs away in favor of much more approachable self-deprecating laughter. )
You'd think — ( another spurt of flames, accompanied by smoky rings slipping out through her nostrils, because tacky vape dude tactics is exactly what she needed right now... ) — oops.
( is there water nearby? she's not seeing any. but she does still have half a glass of sangria left, and it's not like she could get any worse, right? )
pls forgive me
You'd think — ( another spurt of flames, accompanied by smoky rings slipping out through her nostrils, because tacky vape dude tactics is exactly what she needed right now... ) — oops.
( is there water nearby? she's not seeing any. but she does still have half a glass of sangria left, and it's not like she could get any worse, right? )