@scamminqs
Quiet on her feet (Some habits never die), she stepped around the door frame into th -e room Fiona was in, her eyes took on a lighter shade when they fell on the older women, even if her back as turned... she recognized that stupid jacket anywhere. Honestly, how many did she have?
A huff of amusement, her lips curled into a thin smile.
❝ Nose stuck in one of those fashion magazines again? Or freshening up for you-know-who? ❞










