donovan:
“No, sweetheart, not an issue at all… just thought you were someone else, that’s all. Thank you… your shirt looks great on you, too,” he winked.
A brow rose, QUESTIONING in nature. What a strange reaction to a harmless sentiment... “ Do I look or sound like someone you know ? Perhaps there’s an EVIL TWIN of mine, or ME from another dimension roaming about ? ” It was but a JOKE—-one she couldn’t keep herself from giggling at. She looked down at the blouse she was wearing : a plain black piece that hugged her body, whose neckline dropped low enough to showcase her ‘ ASSETS ’ . “ But, thanks! I like it, but... It’s not quite as snazzy as yours, though. ”








