[Vanessa spends her days before putting in a few hours at work hanging around the marketplace. It's the one place that actually feels somewhat normal. She's looking over a light blue fabric, wondering if she could get a dress made from it when she spots someone walking nearby. Someone new.
Not that she knows everyone here or anything, but hey. A new face is a new face. And maybe she'll get lucky and find someone into clothes.] Hey! [She waves her down and hopes that she doesn't seem like a loser.] What do you think of this color?
idek it's late
Not that she knows everyone here or anything, but hey. A new face is a new face. And maybe she'll get lucky and find someone into clothes.] Hey! [She waves her down and hopes that she doesn't seem like a loser.] What do you think of this color?