The conversation with pretty lady is nice, I've never really had many social interactions for as long as I've ever known.
"So, what's ya name?" Pretty lady asks
Oh..
Oh no.
My name can't be known, no, I mustn't tell her it. It hurts too much to be called it anymore.
So, I say the one thing that comes to mind
"Daisy, my names daisy" I say quickly
"Like the flower? What a pretty name" she replies, smiling
"Oh, thank you" I say with a small tint of rosy blush on my face, I am not used to compliments, especially from beautiful lady's like her
"Pretty name for a pretty girl" she flirts
My face immediately goes red and my mind screams
"What's your name, beautiful?" I shock myself with my sudden confidence
"It's jay, cutie" Jay replies
Damn, this woman's gonna kill me.
But.. I think I'd let her
YOU ARE READING
Do you listen to music~? (Lesbian, girl x girl)
Romance(this is my first story btw, I'm open to any criticism) Daisy, a 23 year old, boards a train with no clue when or where she's going. no plans. no hope left. but, when she meets 21 year old Jay, a new chapter unlocks and a small glint of hope reache...
