“When he had barged into the sick bay, he stopped in his tracks when he saw her in the light. She was exotic, with almond-shaped green eyes, the color of a lush garden in spring. Her long, flowing white and yellow hair was pulled to the side. Everyone he knew had dark features. As he tried to assert himself, his mind had wandered. Her presence disarmed him.”
He’s Asian, BTW, & she’s Irish.
— Aug 25, 2024 04:23PM
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