WeepingWisteria

"I'm just gonna..." Cicada took a step back.

"Sure, bestie."

This Sunday should work ^^

"You're a fan, not someone who works here."

"I'm mostly keeping them out of your ass."

"I'm just going to talk to security..." Cicada took a step back.

"Because I'm not an agent...?"

"Huh? How did we go from autographs to life and death?"

"I don't see how I can be above you."

"Why...?"

"Thank you."

She signed the poster. “There you go. I should get going now.”

“I really like darker colors. Midnight green, for example. Dark purple. Sort of a mute blue.”

“Maybeee.”

“Sounds premature, but alright.” She took the pen.