Lazy Para: Marley Rose
@roseamongthorns
He had done a double take at the dash for a moment. The girl looked so similar to Lucy, her hair that same shade of blonde. Of course she looked nothing inherently like Lucy, the drive wasnt there, the fire. This girl was much more muted, she was a sea of white against a violently colored sky, blending in to the ordinary. She was remarkably plain if he were being honest. Marley, a name he had only heard with herding dogs had offered to show him around.
She didnt have much in the way of manners, didnt use titles, Nate made a mental note to speak with other professors here about her. If his suspicions were correct; she either did not know how to speak to a dominant or chose not to in order to be punished. Both required different approaches bit she could be broken all the same. Nate opened his last box of pictures. He placed them on the bookshelf by his desk, his most prized photo was of him and Lucy, arms wrapped around each other in front of his family ranch. He smiled, bittersweet pressure in his chest and he pulled his phone.
Nate: about your offer to show me around, I'll take you up on it. Consider this my cashed in raincheck. We can meet at the gardens in fifteen minutes. Don't be late
