◣ @goldinked | starter call ◥
Blue eyes had been fixed on the other’s before Madge
finally spoke. The words that had f l o a t e d from her
mouth fabricated a sentence not even SHE could predict.
❝ Someone mentioned you have a
talent for tattoo design. Is that true? ❞
“I do. I’d be even better with the right tools.”
Metaphorically speaking, Chrysta’s hands were tied tighter
than a prisoner’s shackles; whereas her attention remained
as docile as ever. Some things never change.