"Hellooooo~!" The brunette said rather enthusiastically, waving .
"Do you have any food?" She smiled widely before clearing her throat and rubbing her neck.
"I..I mean..Ahem..I'm Sasha! NOT. Potato Girl." She hissed the last part through lightly gritted teeth before returning to her goofy smile and slouching , lazy posture. She was never one who stayed mad. Or serious. Anything that involved being sincere about she was horrible at. She gave a small laugh, before gnawing the corner of her lip.
"B-But.. If you by..Um..Any chance HAVE a potato..May I..Borrow it?" She extended 'it' slightly in a higher pitch before coughing, her cheeks a dusty rose pink.
"N..Not because I'm a Potato Girl.."
- ៚ខគទអគ៚
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