The gait of her walk? The way she talked? It seemed...different. Watching her stride across the room, abruptly whisking left and right. Slender, thin-jawed, blonde, unfazed, stern stare, luminescent skin.
I've seen her repeat this very pattern several times before. But we've never talked. I just observe through my window. The window that is my world.
Mar 10, 2021
Mar 10, 2021 at 12:50 AM UTC
The gait of her walk? The way she talked? It seemed...different. Watching her stride across the room, abruptly whisking left and right. Slender, thin-jawed, blonde, unfazed, stern stare, luminescent skin.
I've seen her repeat this very pattern several times before. But we've never talked. I just observe through my window. The window that is my world.