Kankri was admiring Latula while she was skating in her skateboard as always, a little far behind so she couldn’t noticed him. He always though she was a beautiful and nice troll and couldn’t help feeling a little flushed for her. She was so beautiful with her blue-green jeans and shirt, with a red Libra sign in it, her red boots, gloves, and glasses. Her long, black hair looked so soft, being swayed by the wind, covering part of her face, but not enough to block her vision. Latula suddenly stopped skating and looked in his direction. Kankri quietly tried to hide behind a bush, but was already too
late. She had found where he was
Kankri was admiring Latula while she was skating in her skateboard as always, a little far behind so she couldn’t noticed him. He always though she was a beautiful and nice troll and couldn’t help feeling a little flushed for her. She was so beautiful with her blue-green jeans and shirt, with a red Libra sign in it, her red boots, gloves, and glasses. Her long, black hair looked so soft, being swayed by the wind, covering part of her face, but not enough to block her vision. Latula suddenly stopped skating and looked in his direction. Kankri quietly tried to hide behind a bush, but was already too
late. She had found where he was