Snooty and bitchy, the type of girl everyone dreams of meeting at least once. ( or becoming, but to each their own she supposes ) A laugh falls from her lips, offering a wink of cerulean hues.
”So long as you promise it’s as good as you look, sweetheart.”
❝i never disappoint.❞
she seemed so serious for that one moment before a light smile finally crossed her lips. cas drummed her fingers against her forearm, arching a brow at the girl.
A chesire grin curled upon painted lips, stretching from ear to ear. Did she hear what she thought she did? Oh yeah, she did. She thought her tits were cute, not that she didn’t know that already.
“Thanks. Yer pretty cute yourself.“
❝y'don’t need t'tell me things i already know, baby.❞
cas folded her arms acorss her chest loosely, nose slightly turned up in the air without a flying fuck given about her ‘snooty’ and 'bitchy’ first impression.
❝i do think they, and you’d be much cuter wit'out cloths on, but hey, might as well at least go out for cake first.❞
[8:48:26 PM] the left shark: lays down [8:48:45 PM] nugget: lays on u [8:48:46 PM] nugget: gets u sick [8:48:56 PM] the left shark: rolls away [8:49:08 PM] nugget: bb no come back [8:49:17 PM] the left shark: ur gonna get me sick [8:49:26 PM] nugget: sick wiTH MY LO VE [8:49:36 PM] the left shark: thATS GAY
Well, that wasn’t exactly the answer she was looking for, but she’d be able to work with it anyways. Honestly if anything she liked it better than either of the responses she supplied.
”You, I like you. Ya think outside the box.“
❝ain’t heard that in a long ass time.❞
though it was nice to know, she shrugged it off as if it were nothing, facing forward with eyes closed. honestly, cas. you’re not gonna make any friends like that. after a few moments of silence, she signed and cracked an eye open to look at miss tits— well, more at her chest than anything.
Slender palms rose to cover over clothed mounds A single hand was more than enough to cover what little chest she had on her figure. This in turn caused a huff to fall from painted lips. Icy irises flickered over to the nearest person as a query was voiced,”Hey, are big tits better, or small ones??“ Say small ones. Do it.
it wasn’t an every day question, so maybe that was why cas found such an interest in it. the phoe arched a thin brow, laying her hazel eyes on the strange woman.
