bumblxbykeeperâ:
âWhen I make it to Atlas could you give me a tour? A pretty lady like yourself must know Atlas like the back of your hand.â
The blonde said before holding her breath as she awaited a response, she was hoping Winter would agree but her work could probably stop her from doing so.
âWell, I suppose I would be fit. But I donât move about Atlas as frequently as you make think. But you will need a safe escort regardless.â















