I'm a walking travesty...
☽åurora Þendragon☾
Current Theme~ Diamonds
Mood~
Wearing~ Shine Bright Like A Diamond
Lover~
With~
Aurora watched as he held his hand up, her mouth closing in response and he ventured off. She waited for him to return then openned her plump rosey lips once more to speak. "Aurora. My name is Aurora." She was breaking her neck looking up at this man. Not only did he tower over her while standing, but now she was sitting. Her eyes wandered around worried for a minute, knowing what he was, then turned back to him. "I'm sorry I didn't offer it...I thought I'd let you enjoy your.." she gulped, almost gagging, "...meal..." She sat up straight now, her chest puffed out a bit due to her rolled back shoulders and impeccable posture. "You're a southern man aren't you?" She asked another question, prying once more. She'd been in America a while now and had picked up on the different accents. She was actually a Swedish girl, who'd moved to London in her mid teen years. She migrated when people found out about her little...sercret. She didn't like pitch forks or burning pikes or pires. She gently played with the talisman around her neck, which was in the form of a cameo knecklace.
But I'm smiling at everything.