Apr 5, 2020
“Noemi,” Sahara began, scratching the back of her neck. Her nerves itched as she brought forth the question, unsure on how she’d respond due to portraying herself as a ticking time bomb. “Why is that person staring at you?” She found the female attractive; alluring even, but it's been several minutes that said person bore their eyes onto her in such a dramatic fashion, and Sahara couldn’t help but take note. Perhaps her beauty brought forth the attention, or toilet paper could be stuck under her shoes. Everything seemed up in the air. “You’re not —- surely you’re not going to start a problem, right?” @noemibau