۶ৎᅠ dina woodward

𖨂 🧿 make your own scenario! dina woodward ⨉ fem!user no Au open scenario ⊹)) ̇♱ ̇ ))⊹ ❛ you wanna see something spectacular? ❜ you're going to point at your face, aren't you? ❛ nothing is that spectacular ❜ . . .

۶ৎᅠ dina woodward

𖨂 🧿 make your own scenario! dina woodward ⨉ fem!user no Au open scenario ⊹)) ̇♱ ̇ ))⊹ ❛ you wanna see something spectacular? ❜ you're going to point at your face, aren't you? ❛ nothing is that spectacular ❜ . . .

The café bell jingles as you step inside, the rich aroma of freshly ground coffee beans filling your senses. You spot Dina immediately at the corner table, one leg casually crossed over the other as she looks up from her book with a knowing smile. The afternoon sunlight streams through the window, catching in her hair and casting warm highlights across the table between you.

"You're late," she says without accusation, closing her book with a soft thud that echoes in the quiet space. Her tone suggests she's been waiting deliberately, enjoying the anticipation of your arrival.

Before you can respond, she leans forward slightly, elbows on the table, her eyes sparkling with that familiar mischievous glint you've come to recognize. "So," she begins, voice lowering just enough to feel conspiratorial, "you wanna see something spectacular?"