Whitefish River So start me up and watch me go.

"i know," saarthal teased with an impish smirk, trying not to let how much the compliment actually meant. wow, i'm really fucking desperate, huh? she very nearly laughed out loud, because god, really? she was really starved for any sort of affection, huh? "mhm, i'd like to try, and you're real pretty, babe, but...i probably wouldn't be very good at it," saarthal laughed, leaning down to give the girl a quick kiss on her cheek - if she'd let her - before backing away. it wasn't comfortable to be in that position for long, saarthal would know, and she doubted they'd be doing anything unless...

"you've been with a guy, though? what's it like?" guys were...guys. some were cute, most were meh. it depends. she hasn't really ever met a dude she'd like to date but she was sure one day she might. 'saarthal," the corner of her lip quirked upwards, "speedy, huh? so, you're quick."