”No meddling,” the blonde reassured as softly as she gazed up at the clown’s face. His care and tenderness kind of made her smile. “I’m afraid I didn’t quite get your name, Mister Clown.”
He nodded slowly, unable to pinpoint exactly why he trusted her, but he’d been told that he tended to have a pretty good sense about these kinds of things. “My name depends on who you ask. Some call me by my clown name, Twisty, but I kinda prefer Sam. And you are the lovely Elsa Mars.”
“Sam is it,” she repeated softly with a polite nod. Her smile grew a little at the way he said her name and she brushed an unruly blonde curl behind her ear. “I am Elsa Mars, but the lovely-part depends on who you ask as well. Thank you for welcoming me, Sam.”
I'm German too, so I don't use a translator to make Elsa babble in her native language. As it's MY first language too, I'd like to apologize for the silly English mistakes I make.
Doing some language / business studies.
Old soul, bookworm, part time vegetarian, Stevie Nicks freak, always eager to travel.
Sometimes, when I'm really bored, I take icon requests. Don't be shy to ask!
Oh, and, whenever you see this silly cupcake down there, you'll know that the mun's talking, not Elsa.
That's it, I guess. I hope you haven't expected something special here. You're awesome.
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