where: the park | when: day | whom: @nev4rlnd Tinsley
Sarah skips around town. She's on a mission from Winnie but she's finding ways to have fun doing it. Like taking a long walk in the park and looking at the people. Lots of interesting people. Many who get caught up in looking back at her. It's so entertaining.
Then she spots someone up in a tree and she just has to talk to them because of course.
"Hi," she calls up from under the branches. "What are you doing up there?"
the figure in the tree shifts slightly, a silhouette against the dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves. tinsley leans forward from her perch, one leg dangling casually off the branch. her golden hair, tousled and wild, catches the light, but there's something sharper in her gaze, a spark of mischief that belies her otherwise graceful demeanor. she smirks down at sarah, twirling a twig between her fingers like it's the most natural thing in the world. “me? I’m just… enjoying the view. a little higher up, people don’t notice you as much. or at least, they don’t usually.” She smirks, flicking a stray leaf from her skirt. “but you did. so, tell me, what’s got you skipping around like a giddy little sprite?” she leans back against the trunk, her expression curious, but there's a glint of amusement in her eyes, as if she already knows the answer and is just waiting to be entertained.
