[For the moment Sabriel's head is on her shoulder, Adele's hand twists to pat her hair, and she leans her own to rest on top. Easy, casual affection for someone she is fond of; there is nothing odd about that. ]
Different cultures, different fashions. Different colors. I prefer the classics. [after a moment's search she finds a shade of pink that is almost identical to the dress she picked.]
no subject
Different cultures, different fashions. Different colors. I prefer the classics. [after a moment's search she finds a shade of pink that is almost identical to the dress she picked.]