Sparring with Charlie - Bella's Castle

She grinned, tipping an invisible hat to the Brujah. "Alright, will do."

"Oh, and Bella?" he stopped for a moment as he reached the door and looked over his shoulder with a smirk. "Next time you simply wish for some company, just tell me? It's the same thing as with playing rough, how can I know what you desire if you don't tell me?" the youth chuckled, lifting his hand to offer a light wave good bye before, unless stopped, walking out.

If she could blush, she would have, merely waving as the youthful Brujah exited her Haven.

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