She can’t help but snort at the other’s remark on what it resembles to her. A drunken duck. That was most certainly the first time she’d ever heard that one. The blonde smiled between her fingers as she tried to cover it, cheeks turning pinker and pinker as she fought the urge to laugh.
“I’ll never be able to not see that when I look at it now-” she giggles, nodding her head now that the image is imprinted in her head. “I was just going to say it looked like people pulled it by either end-- but I like your comparison far more..!”
@dinamodama cont.












