Sofia & Leah | ftf
It was about time Leah learned a little more about her fellow Dominants. She had been keeping an eye on their interactions, keeping quiet and learning about them before anything else, but sometimes it was easier to hear it straight from the source itself. She knocked to the door of Sofia’s suite and held up the bag of coffee beans the moment it opened up, smiling wide at the girl on the other side. “Thank goodness for coffee machines,” she praised. “It’s nice to officially meet you in person. Well, to meet you outside of class, anyway. I’m Leah.”
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