Aya folded her hands together, leaning her hips to the side as she smiled sweetly to the Hyur gentleman. The girl never did seem to want to stand up straight, always caught in some hip-cocked, flirtatious, slouch, with hips swaying this way or that.Â
For her part, she'd seen the fellow before, but she hadn't so much as learned his name yet.
She nodded, with that bright smile of hers, "The fish stew, sir? You would like the white with that, I presume"Â
For her part, she'd seen the fellow before, but she hadn't so much as learned his name yet.
She nodded, with that bright smile of hers, "The fish stew, sir? You would like the white with that, I presume"Â
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