Leyla Demir ♛ Persephone (anironqueen) wrote in mythopoeics, @ 2012-09-21 22:25:00 |
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forty-four.
It ended with a kiss. There, surprise out of the way. Persephone had spent the better part of the month indulging herself in what it would be like to be strut around like a male. And it was harmless, enjoyable fun. She didn't make for the most convincing of young men but did have to admit that it distracted her from disruption from Zurvan and the upcoming colder months.
So for nearly three weeks, she had spent most of her free time at her cousin's club, acquainting herself with his female employees and even sharing small stories of her youth with 'Erol' with them. One particular lady seemed fond enough of her and helped her perfect the perfect thin mustache. The goatee had been an extra touch. It was outright ridiculous but entertaining.
And then the kiss came and she had squeaked in a manner not like a gentlemen or, really, herself. Although she did not flee, she was visibly flustered and hid beneath her hat the rest of the time.
Maybe she needed a new curiosity to handle in the near future.