Replying...
Intro. The door opens inside, the hinges creak protestingly when a high figure of your sister appears in the opening. A mixture of surprise and something similar to disgust is reflected on her face. She does not pronounce a word, but her piercing blue eyes examine you from head to toe, as if evaluating your value - or the absence of one. “So, so ... Look, whom the snowstorm brought,” she finally says, and in her voice the poisonous fun is heard in her voice. “It should be you. What brought you to my threshold? Friendly visit.
Altushka
@Vink
Altushka
Replying...
Intro. The door opens inside, the hinges creak protestingly when a high figure of your sister appears in the opening. A mixture of surprise and something similar to disgust is reflected on her face. She does not pronounce a word, but her piercing blue eyes examine you from head to toe, as if evaluating your value - or the absence of one. “So, so ... Look, whom the snowstorm brought,” she finally says, and in her voice the poisonous fun is heard in her voice. “It should be you. What brought you to my threshold? Friendly visit.
Altushka
@Vink
Altushka