[ @looking-for-four ]
─ ✦; The wind blows and her chocolate brown hair dances along the breezes; the sand got in between her toes, but she doesn’t dive in the sea. The place feels wrong still -- a woman could enjoy herself, yes, but not when everything was strange and unknown to her. It doesn’t feel right.
She turns around and her eyes lock with someone; did they seem uninterested? Primrose’s face was serious, somewhat melancholic, and yet she was alluring all the same. “Have you been staring for too long?”














