Hestia Jones can charm the pants off of you. (hastyhestia) wrote in wished,
She had kept her eyes out for him - the man she didn't really know - but who happened to own the fancy place she was currently standing in. Their exchange the other day had been interesting, to say the least. There was something about him that she found herself curious about. As she took a step forward someone bumped into her shoulder. If she had not been used to wearing heels, she had a right mind to know she would have fallen over. But that was more due to her clumsiness than the stranger's bump.
She turned to look at the culprit, her eyes locking onto his for a moment. Something about him seemed familiar but then, she had a feeling she would have recognized him. He certainly had a unique look to him. If not an attractive one, too.
She smiled as she shook her head.
"It's alright, really," she said, before she grazed a hand through her long, jet-black hair. "I'm not the most graceful, myself."