Lost Creek Hollow girl you party all the time

but corinna didn't want him to stand down, in fact, she much preferred that he'd step up to the plate. annoyed, frustrated, and quite honestly struggling to keep a hold on her typical nonchalance, the sandy fae turned, missing his response to roughhousing altogether. she paced a few steps away and turned back to look at him with a loud huff. 

"can't you tell i'm flirting with you?" she asked with a knitted brow, her tail flicking impatiently, "do you not think i'm pretty?" oh, shallow move, corinna. real classy.