Why, why, why did this man look so familiar? He looked like someone she knew and yet did not know yet. It reminded her of the feel of snow crushing under her feet, the smell of smoke in the distance. It wasn’t often that Priscilla forgot herself in the company of strangers, but now certainly was the time. She moved in close, trying to get a look at his eyes. Blue or silver? Silver or blue. No, that was definitely blue. But did that make a big difference?
“Do I... Know you?”
Of course, she didn’t. The smell was wrong. Why did you try to smell him? That was extremely rude, Pris. But, she did. No, he wasn’t that person, but close enough him appearance to surprise her. Oh, who was it that she thought he was again. It made her head hurt, thinking of it. Best to just forget about it. Still, she had gotten rather close without so much as an apology. She wasn’t good at this type of stuff.
@spadaleale