YARA.
she’d definitely been to events like this before, maybe just once or twice, but to her it was enough. squeezing her way in between people through the crowded area, yara walked in small, stiff steps, hoping to get out of the overly populated area before she began to regret coming there in the first place. her eyes lit up the moment she saw an empty spot no one was really standing at, making her way there, her mind probably worked faster than her feet because the next thing she knew, her whole face was in someone’s back. yara stepped back, frantically apologising, “i’m sorry, i’m so sorry, i just- i wanted-” she pointed to the area she was hoping to go to, “i don’t do well in crowded places, my brain overwrites itself,”
a black, cotton hem grazed the soft skin of aska’s thighs, around half way down, and allowed the quiet breeze to sweep between her limbs and cool her skin to the point of goosebumps. the throngs of people did little to affect her mood, for it was easy to slip between crowds, relatively unnoticed, when no one TRULY knew what she looked like in the first place. it was only the brief and light pressure to her back that jarred aska, and even so, she could hardly find it in herself to allow her surprise to twist itself into something more irritated. ‘ you just wanted what, sweetheart? ’ her pout, all in good fun, was intended to alleviate some of the brunette’s evident distress. ‘ we’ve got some space here. you can relax. breathe. ’











