She was a Blue Follow Through

“I beg your pardon?” she asked, raising a brow in question.

The man fidgeted with his fingers, rocking back and forth on his heels. Eventually, she tired of his behaviour and left.

He didn’t know how to broach the subject of her blue tail, which swished to and fro with gusto as she walked hurriedly away.

^{// WHAT I WORE
Cotton On dress shirt
gifted Matryoshka earrings
Island in the Sun 8-bit sunglasses
Urban Outfitters forest tights
Fila boots}