Dec 6, 2019
@firehrt
She stood in an outfit that was slightly more tailored to winter than her regular, though certain choices really made it seem quite redundant. Nya stood holding a bowl of shaved ice dyed green in colour as she overlooked the occasionally illuminating dance floor.
She tapped the front of one foot onto the nearest tile and the sound that was made could be likened to something produced from a waterphone. Hmm...
Tilting her head to the nearest person, she regarded a young woman. Human? Probably. What excellent eyes she had.
“So, can you dance?”