[Enis wanders through the tables of baked treats like a lost tourist in New York city. A few the site light up her deep blue eyes but her expression otherwise looks confused and lost.
Her fingers tug at the pocket of her jeans as she makes the conclusion that she should just get back to work. Enis has never been good around teens, despite the fact that her own features were cherubic in their very nature.
Enis spots Ardyn but gives him no mind. Another middle-aged man trying to flirt with mothers. It isn't until she sees him flashing his charming smile at several different women that she walks up to him, her gaze curious and thoughtful.]
You're just a dick aren't you.
[Her voice is cool and logical, stating the sentence more as a fact that a question.]
pta bakesale - .
Her fingers tug at the pocket of her jeans as she makes the conclusion that she should just get back to work. Enis has never been good around teens, despite the fact that her own features were cherubic in their very nature.
Enis spots Ardyn but gives him no mind. Another middle-aged man trying to flirt with mothers. It isn't until she sees him flashing his charming smile at several different women that she walks up to him, her gaze curious and thoughtful.]
You're just a dick aren't you.
[Her voice is cool and logical, stating the sentence more as a fact that a question.]