Who: Ainslie and Kitane
What: Kitane drops into her dance studio
Where: Ainslie's dance studio
When: Recentish.
Warnings/Rating: Nope none.
( It was enough to sit there, cross-legs and a skirt to her ankles, and watch the older touristas learning to waltz. The hombres, little old men with hunched backs, grumbled and held onto the little old women in their arms too tightly. The mujers, little old women with faces like wrinkled leather, nagged loudly. Ainslie loved all of it. )
What: Kitane drops into her dance studio
Where: Ainslie's dance studio
When: Recentish.
Warnings/Rating: Nope none.
( It was enough to sit there, cross-legs and a skirt to her ankles, and watch the older touristas learning to waltz. The hombres, little old men with hunched backs, grumbled and held onto the little old women in their arms too tightly. The mujers, little old women with faces like wrinkled leather, nagged loudly. Ainslie loved all of it. )