Oriana Krause (discarnated) wrote in anewhavenrpg, |
When he started to explain what kind of hipster she was, she tried really hard to not let her eyes roll into the back of her head. He was cute, which was the only real excuse she was going to give him for that detailed ramble he just gave her. "Yeah, I'm not a douchebag like that." She was still a douchebag, but not about old dated things. She coveted clothes and boots, nothing he'd probably be interested in, minus maybe seeing her in them, but she figured she wouldn't comment on that and send him packing to some other side of the world.
She snorted, giving a half-shrug. He wasn't wrong, she often didn't talk about herself, at least not in getting-to-know-you detail. "Ori is still little." She told him with a lopsided smirk. "But uh... hmm..." She cradled her chin with her hand, fingers idly drumming against the side of her face as she considered what to tell him. "Spoiled. Bratty. Always in trouble. Pranked the shit out of the house staff." She shrugged.
"It's better to not know the ins and outs of my personality if you want to like me." She was mostly joking, but she knew how she was. She could be a handful and most people either just learned to love her or hated her.