Tents and Invites
“Oh…” “Oh?” “Huh…” “Hm?” “Um…” Vikalos eyed Itaviir as he checked messages on his tablet. Itaviir was clearly distracted and not paying attention to Vikalos trying to see what Itaviir was looking at. “Uh…” “Itaviir.” “Um… uh…” Itaviir blinked, then looked up. “Oh, sorry, Vikalos. I did not realise you wanted me.” Vikalos smiled a … Read more