Yesterday, 04:41 AM
Liv couldn't help the smile that broke out on her face. And if you'd have asked her why, she would have struggled to answer. Spain? Why wouldn't she want to go to Spain. The name alone conjured up images od beaches and arenas ans El Cid and the Moorish influence and the Flamenco and Jamon de Serrano. Picasso? To get up closed and try to understand his perspective and distortion and the truth he tried to elicit.
Nika. A trip to Spain with Nika.
Butterflies the size of elephants danced in her stomach as she tried to nonchalantly take a sip of her drink, all cool and casual (even as she continued her war wirh her face.) "That sounds like fun. Yeah, im in.
Nika. A trip to Spain with Nika.
Butterflies the size of elephants danced in her stomach as she tried to nonchalantly take a sip of her drink, all cool and casual (even as she continued her war wirh her face.) "That sounds like fun. Yeah, im in.