a brief, vague hum escaped her as gaze waned from him. she felt the slight tinge of apprehension and skepticism in the air surrounding her, greatly masked by the capacity of her equanimity.
“ i suppose anything goes with some people, ” +
[ poise turned somewhat lax and somber upon hearing the recommendation of not choosing scented shampoos. ]
care and beauty can be so particular. welp — at least i could try something new.
she proceeded to go to the foyer, with her plasma illuminating the gothic interiors. volt green hues glanced over shoulder.
“ i'm scared, too, pietro. but one of us has to be brave. we're just visitors. ”
i'm learning so much from you. what shampoos would have those formulas ? i like to smell a bit fruity.































