[ ❀ ] The trapezist bit her lip, smiling shyly and letting out a giggle. After spending a year on the street, she had become a more dreamy person somehow. ❝ I’m sure it is going to be. ❞ she told, taking the glass she was offered and sipping a bit as the other complimented her. ❝ You’re so kind, Miss Elsa. It’s just an old dress, nothing more. ❞ she looked at the radio and gave her a nod. ❝ Yes, I have. I had a performance where I used one of her songs. ❞
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Oh, you can wear whatever you want to wear. And you should, as long as you’re so young, ❞ she told with a small laugh as she lifted up her glass to her lips to take a long sip,❝
I used to wear so many dresses and skirts. And now, look at me.❞
Another chuckle passed her red lips as she raised her hands, ❝
Come, take a seat with me. I get nervous when people run around my tent.❞
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.