006 x 600 // video // forward dated to the evening

[dignity_misery]

[This is not a post from a cursed woman. Lacking clothes she may be, the line of her body outlined by a thin sheet, but the faint flush to her skin, the disarray of her hair, and the softness of her eyes can be attributed to nothing beyond satisfaction. Natural sexy.

All day she's been harassed by you ridiculous damn sexy people though, and she only has one thing to say about it,]

You are all trying too hard.

[That's all. Carry on, children.]

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[dignity_misery]

[She smiles lazily.]

You don't need to prove them, you need to enact them. One is theory and one is practice.

[feorge]

Am I to take that as an open offer, then? Fair certain that'd lead to an indecent amount of enacting.

[dignity_misery]

[Fff. Her expression goes a little dry as she outlines further,]

A statement, not an offer.

[feorge]

'course not - I rather meant it as a more general sort of thing. If the curse were to let everyone do as they pleased, there'd be a fair amount of pervy sorts unleashed upon the City.

[dignity_misery]

But that wouldn't be you?

[feorge]

'm not exactly the most mature of blokes, but I'd like to think I've a bit more sense than to proposition a gal on the street.

[ Unless he was doing it on purpose to be an arse. ]

[dignity_misery]

I think it would depend on who she was.

[There haven't been enough interesting women in her life lately...]