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PostSubject: Why I am really here ?(For Aza charries)   Tue Oct 10, 2017 7:29 pm

Sasha had gone home for her Christmas holiday and literally after she had gone to park to spend some time she soon came back to her home. There she saw her mother in the living room talking with her nanny was was surprising for the girl. She had no idea what was going on there so she slowly walked closer to them. She understood only a few words there: Books, New York, Sasha. She didn't get what was going on now.

"What is going on?" she asked there. She didn't really bother to say hello since her mother didn't really deserve it. "Oh, hey sweetie," her mother said on what Sasha rolled her eyes. She really wasn't sure how she felt about being called sweetie by her mother. "So what is going on?" she asked again and crossed her arms there in front of her.

Her mother looked at her nanny and Sasha noticed of her nanny left her and her mother alone now. Which made the 15-years old girl sigh. "So what is it?" she asked again, she was getting annoyed already and this wasn't really something that did happen with Sasha often.

"So Sasha I'm going to go this book launch in New York and I need you to come with me there. So are you willing?" she heard her mother ask. This was a big surprise to her that her mother even asked her some favour or something like this. She looked at her mother there her mouth open and wasn't sure what to say.

"What you say sweetie?" her mother asked again. Sasha closed her mouth and just stared at her mother there still. The girl had no idea what she was supposed to say there now. She was so lost for sure.

"So this means we will do something together?" Sasha finally asked something. "Yes, Sweetie," her mother answered. Sasha was still sceptical of this.  "Oh well, I will come, just this one time. Never again," the fifteen years old girl answered. "Great but you need to wear one of those dresses there and we live in 20minutes. So go back our stuff and we come back the day before you go back to Hogwarts," her mother said and left her room. "Oh and wear some make-up too," she added.

Sasha's mouth was open again. So the girl went to her own room to back all necessary things and after 10mins she was ready with packing and she looked at dresses on her bed. She decided to take both with her. She will decide once they're in New York.

So yeah a couple of hours later Sasha and her mother Caroline were in New York. So soon after this, they went to the hotel to get changed. So Sasha dressed into one of the greenish dresses her mother had picked and she put even some makeup to look more mature, according to her mother she needed to look more mature than she is. She never told why.

So soon after both were done dressing the went to this book launch and Sasha wasn't even sure why she was here. She didn't know much about book writing even. Her mother was gone as soon as they walked in. So this meant she needed to find her own way here. She wasn't sure what she is supposed to do there even. Her mother didn't talk much the whole trip here with her. Just said like how she was supposed to act and so on.

Sasha slowly regretted she had agreed to come here with her mother. She looked around her and wondered where she should go even or what to do. Soon her mother was back with people who she introduced to her and said she should talk with them. "Hello," Sasha said with a smile. She tried to be nice but she wasn't sure about what to talk. Those people soon talked about their books, Sasha just listened and tried to be like she is interested. At times she even said something back to them what seemed like a good and tried to keep the conversation up.

To be honest Sasha had no idea about what her own mother book even talked about. She had never read it.

All the girl wanted was to get away from here and do something else instead. She felt like she doesn't belong here at all.

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PostSubject: Re: Why I am really here ?(For Aza charries)   Tue Oct 10, 2017 8:51 pm

Winter in New York was a bitch.

Not that Jackson Blake liked the overcrowded, overcast, torch welding, Time Square bearing tourist trap teeming with immigrants on any other season, but there really was something about the winter that brought out the pungent smell of urine on the streets and the homeless meth addicts begging for change out into the parks. Of course, the people who traveled in fancy cars and frequented the big shiny buildings wouldn't know any of this, but Jackson had never been one of those people. He was hardly one of those people now despite his political career.

The raven haired young man had found it was never a good sign to go into New York with a republican entourage, someone always found something to protest regardless of how little sense it made. And, being a relative newcomer, the former Mayor of Green Lake figured he might sneak into the heart of Democratic country on a solo mission first. If he survived, he would send word back to Wisconsin. In the meantime, Jackson hailed a cab. As much as he would have liked to walk to The Plaza, he doubted the three thousand dollar suit under his old home brought coat would bear the journey. He'd have to check that ratty old thing in before being spotted by anyone of note.

The journey was slow, punctuated by the usual shouts, honks and fingers the good people of New York utilized on the road and Jackson found himself drifting off. He had had never expected to actually like Kit Harrington's written works (the man's art certainly didn't make a lick of sense, according to Merida) when he'd bought a second hand copy of an old volume full of poetry many years ago as a tribute to the man's only daughter. But the more he read, the more the words - cliche as it may be - spoke to him. He could never really pinpoint the emotion the poet injected in all his verses, it made Jackson feel both glad and experience a profound sense of loss.

But the launch was not the only reason Jackson was headed to The Plaza today. Kit Harrington just so happened to be one of the only remaining independent donors when it came to political party affiliations. True his last few generous Superpacs had gone left, but the man insisted he was an independent. If he hadn't been as wealthy or influential as he was, no one would have given a fuck.

Sadly life didn't work that way. As the cab driver pulled into the main entrance, Jackson paid the fair, waiting patiently for the change the driver was unwilling to return. Small town habits died hard, even in big cities. After dutifully checking his coat at the ante chamber, the young wizard headed towards the ballroom, the luxurious carpet underneath him masking any sound his most expensive pair of shoes might have made otherwise.

Larger than life covers of the new book look place of pride all around the room, the picture of a woman in nude dominated this edition of Kit Harrington's poetry. Jackson could appreciate the tastefulness of the cover though, rather than the designer focusing on the usual B&B combination, the model appeared to have been captured mid turn, as if she was caught doing something wrong and was in the act of running away. The cover only showed the woman until her slim bare shoulders, her face left to the imagination of the beholder. On the curve of her waist, the title of the book sat unobtrusively - Perfection - Volume 2.

Well Blake, time to pretend you know poetry, the young man thought to himself as he moved to one of the many standing stations where waiters loomed with drinks and finger food. He could already see a group of pretty women draped over the bar and made his way there. Time to start a conversation with a can of Sprite.

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PostSubject: Re: Why I am really here ?(For Aza charries)   Tue Oct 10, 2017 9:28 pm

Sasha kept listening to those people who had gathered now around her. Seems like her mother just kept sending people towards her. To be honest most of the time she had no idea what they talked about there now. So she was kind of lost there.

She smiled and tried to keep up with things but at some point, it got really hard and she just excused herself. She just went to the bathroom for minutes. She really needed used it. She was so nervous suddenly. Just she isn't used to be around people with whom she has nothing really talk about. So she did her business there away and when she came out there she walked over some bar instead.

She didn't plan to go back to those people there. Since doing that wasn't really good idea. She will just mess things up and she also needed some drink. So she just ordered her some Sprite there. She wasn't allowed to drink even if she looked today probably older than she is but she herself knew she was young.

Then again she didn't wanna get drunk here and make fool of herself. So she decided to keep drinking soft drinks. She took a seat on one of the bar stools. She just tried to stay out of her mother radar right now. So she wouldn't have to be social with all those people with whom she didn't know.

She had no idea what she was doing and why she was here. To be honest she was so lost here.  All she wished was to spend time with her mother but she had understood all this so wrong. Now she knows why her mother brought her here. It was because she needed someone who can represent her better than herself.

All this was just so messed up for Sasha. She took a sip from her Sprite and just sighed. She wished to just go away from here but she didn't know New York at all. If she leaves this building then she will just get lost and this she didn't want either. This girl actually had no idea what she even wanted.

She just sat there and thought what she should even do next now. To go back to those people or find someone else to talk with, who is more interesting for her.

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PostSubject: Re: Why I am really here ?(For Aza charries)   Wed Oct 11, 2017 6:53 pm

As it turned out,the New York Posh As Fuck scene wasn't nearly as forgiving as the local watering hole down in Green lake. Heck his can of Sprite raised perfectly manicured eyebrows from the fairer sex even at bars in Milwaukee yet here he sat, on his second can and conversing idly with a blonde who couldn't spell poetry let along appreciate it. So far they had spoken of her father who had turned out to be her date, her preferences for brand shopping in their native countries and places she hoped to visit someday.

Jackson listened politely, all the while trying to think of an excuse to slip out of the conversation. His chance came when her "date" came to escort her to the main area where the author was about to give a speech.

For a moment, the raven haired young man considered getting up, going to stand with the appreciative audience, maybe even wave a bit. Kit might remember him after all. But then a particularly flustered looking redhead slunk towards the bar and his morals wavered. Though what piqued his curiosity even more was that she too nursed the same drink as he at an open bar. A man didn't ignore fate like this.

So it was that Jackson Blake did his gentlemanly duty and swiveled on the bar stool, looking at the young girl two seats way. She looked young, barely out of her teens perhaps. A college girl with another fifty something millionaire was too cliche for him to even consider as he made eye contact and grinned."You know where I'm from, it's a crime to let pretty girls drink alone."

Raising his can to her, he made the universal gesture of "cheers" before taking a sip. Should the girl smile or make any indication that she did not mind her alone-ness being compromised, Jackson would casually close the distance, moving to the seat beside her.

"I see we've chosen the same poison tonight. Though why are you drinking this swill if I may ask?" He would wait for her answer before asking her another questions.

"So, are you here for the poetry or the poet? From what I gather, it's really fifty fifty." He wasn't even trying to make a joke. If Jackson felt so inclined, he liked to think he could categories everyone at the venue into the two above categories. The thought alone made him curious.

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PostSubject: Re: Why I am really here ?(For Aza charries)   Wed Oct 11, 2017 8:50 pm

Sasha was there slowly drinking her drink and avoiding literally everyone. She wasn't really mood to be very social one right now. All she wanted just to get away from here and be somewhere else. She now knew why her mother wanted her here. She just had higher hopes there that she really wanted to spend time with her. The girl was so wrong.

She was so in her own world there that she didn't notice that someone had sneaked near here until the person did speak there. She looked up from her drink towards the person and tried to flash her smile which wasn't really real today. It barely was. She was good at hiding her sadness behind smiles. It was habit what she has done already for years, so has become a master in it already you could even say that.

"Oh well, thanks, I guess for giving me some company," she said with a small smile on her face. She was glad it wasn't someone who is talking there about some books or then poetry about what she doesn't know anything. She didn't really fit in here at all. She did read but not these kinds of books. She wasn't yet too old enough to read some of these books.

Well, Sasha then did the same gesture back too before taking a sip from her can what she was holding in her right hand. She was just trying to be nice there towards the boy, who he didn't even know. She knew he was probably way older than she was. She could tell and you would never think she is only fifteen right now. She looked bit older today.

"Well getting drunk didn't seem a good idea. So light drink it is," she said and she didn't exactly lie but she was still underage and she didn't want to get drunk first time ever at some lounch thing for sure. The girl has never been drunk before or even drink any alcohol, not even out of curiosity. She is very innocent still in so many things.

"Erm...," she started and wondered what she should say. Truth or lie. "Actually neither. I basically ended here because my mother wanted me to be here. Well mostly because so I could social with these poets and so on. Maybe even get her more known. This is what I learned here. I thought she wanted me here to spend time together but no. So I'm here at this bar because I needed an escape from those people," she said there honestly. There was no point of lying really. Maybe he could help her get out of this place or at least make her feel better.

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PostSubject: Re: Why I am really here ?(For Aza charries)   Wed Oct 11, 2017 9:14 pm

When the beautiful redhead didn't seem averse to company, Jackson found his smile becoming easier. After all, he wasn't here to make forced conversation, not to good looking girls at a bar of some fashion anyway. A man had his pride, and Jackson was rather used to being the one the opposite gender bought drinks for. When she thanked him for keeping her company, the boy's coal dark eyes twinkled.

"My honor Ma'am," he mock drawled in his best southern accent, hoping to make her smile. Her answer as to why she was drinking soda sans liquor made him pause though.

"Hmm, good looking and smart," he mused out loud for her benefit, bringing forth a charming smile. "If it turns out you can sing too, you'd be the perfect triple threat." As for her assumption that this wasn't a good place to get drunk, Jackson had his doubts. Many of the people here would be drunk in an hour or so, there was a reason these type of events had an open bar.

Putting down his can, he extended a hand towards her, his grip firm should she take it. "I'm Jackson Blake, and you are Mysterious Clever Girl at the Bar until you tell me your name." Should she mention her name, it would be amended in his mind and if she choose to run with his imagination, well Jackson had definitely been through worse than not getting a woman's name on the first night. Her accent was unique, he noted. But it wasn't enough to conclude she was a foreigner. They were real touchy about that here in Democratic country.

It was her short recounting of why she was here that made the smile ebb away from his face. Was she for real? And here Jackson thought only men used dates as trophies. Here, the poor girl was being paraded around by her own mother - if her story was to be believed.

"Hey um..." he tried, taken aback now that he had to console someone instead of flirt with them. The girl looked genuinely miserable for a moment though, lending to the credibility of her story. "Your mom sounds like a piece of work," he finally managed, reaching for his can of drink once more and taking a deep swig to give himself time to think.

"Which one is she?" he asked, making a wide gesture with the hand still holding the drink. "Or if you want, we can play a fun game where I point out all the ugly chicks until I find her. it might cheer you up?" Perhaps not the most tasteful joke but it might make her smile. Plus if this woman was responsible for his current companion's bad mood, then they could afford some fun at the offender's expense.

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PostSubject: Re: Why I am really here ?(For Aza charries)   Wed Oct 11, 2017 9:41 pm

The girl was glad that there was someone who could lift her spirit to be better at least a little bit. She really didn't know him but she didn't worry about it right now. She just decided to enjoy this until it lasts.

She just smiled there. Well, she was considered smart yes most of the time. The only thing in what she wasn't smart was her parents. She always believed what they said and always got hurt. She never learned from it at all. She always made same mistakes over and over again.

"I guess thanks again," she said when the male said she was smart and beautiful. "Actually I have never tried to sing in front of anyone. I do sing at times under shower but I have no idea if I'm good," she said with a smile. This male really managed to lift her spirits. She wasn't sure why but he did.

Sasha put her can on bar table too and looked at his hand for a second. At the end, she decided to shake it still. "I'm Sasha Denver," she said her name there now. "It's nice to meet you, Jackson," she added there with a small smile. It really was nice to meet him for her at least.

"Well, my mother is that yeah maybe. Never understood her," she said and sighed. She can't even remember what her mother was like, personality wise. All she knows that her mother isn't so social as she is. This is the reason why she is her and she hates it really. When she heard that she should point out which is her mother then she looked around the room a bit.

She even heard his joke and which for some reasons made her giggle a bit. She wasn't sure why she did even. She was like a few minutes ago sad but now is giggling. She wasn't sure what was going on with her. "No need. She is there, the woman in the red dress, trying to talk those males there. And fails miserably probably. She isn't really good at socialising with others," she said and pointed towards where her mother was. She didn't really care if her mother saw her or not anymore. At least she was doing some socialising even if it wasn't for her mother.

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PostSubject: Re: Why I am really here ?(For Aza charries)   Wed Oct 11, 2017 10:27 pm

As Sasha pointed out her mother - an awkward if not really ugly presence in the red dress - Jackson got the sense that his companion didn't really want to disparage the questionable Mrs. Denver. Despite what the woman had done to her daughter, Sasha seemed determined to be kind enough to not make a fool of her mother, even if privately.

Her giggle was infection, making his grin break out once again. Before he could say anything though, a hush fell over the ballroom as the lights dimmed and the posters depicting the book cover grew brighter. Kit Harrington was taking center stage to talk about his latest accomplishment. Jackson quietly gestured for Sasha's can to be replaced with a fresh one as he turned slightly to face the stage area, being polite into the first few words of the man's speech.

To Kit's credit, he wasn't nearly as pompous as he could have been. The man thanked them for coming, apologized for taking up their Christmas Eve, said he had a granddaughter waiting at home to yell at him so he could empathize, then continued on about the book.

Jackson tuned him out, turning to Sasha once more. "You know, as much as I don't approve of your charming mother's antics, I'm just a little glad she brought you here tonight," he whispered, leaning closer to be better heard. There was a speech underway, he didn't want to be rude.

"And I bet if you read any of Kit's work, you might actually like it. I know the man seems shallower than a doggy bowl but his writing is... personal somehow. You get the feeling he's writing in a journal instead of something for other people to read." For a moment, true bewilderment touched his features before they smoothed over once more into a relaxed smile.

"I know, how about I buy you a copy? then you can read it and it can be our excuse for staying in touch." It was a bit presumptuous perhaps for him to think she would want to, but hey, he was usually right on the call. And despite the fact that they were in a clearly cliche chat up position, he really did feel bad for what she had to go through. If she agreed, he would reach out for one of the leaflets scattered all around the place, ticking the type of copy he wished to purchase.

"Well Sasha, its a shame you're here on Christmas Eve in New York. There are so many better places to see in this city. What are you doing after the launch?"

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PostSubject: Re: Why I am really here ?(For Aza charries)   Wed Oct 11, 2017 11:05 pm

Sasha didn't say anything more about her mother. She didn't really wanna talk about her. This will make her sadness just come back. She had no idea how old the Jackson even was and how old he thought she was. And she wasn't old enough actually to be here as she has learned now by some things.

She was bit surprised when this place went dim. Well, she just wasn't used to with places like this. She has never ever before been at any launch. So this all was new for her. She still tried to get used to so many things here for sure. She didn't even notice that Jackson got fresher drinks her focus was towards the man who was talking about his book maybe. She really had no idea, she barely did even listen after Jackson began to whisper things to her near her.

"Erm, okay. Well yeah, no will approve what she did. What she did was wrong but I'm glad I found someone who is enjoyable and doesn't talk only about waitress and poets I have no idea who they are," she whispered there back. She didn't really wanna be rude there too towards the man who was giving the speech.

"Oh well. I have never read his books and maybe yeah I could give it try. Depends on what it is really about. I haven't even had time to check it out," the girl said there. And it was true. All she did earlier was socialise with people and then she was here at the bar.

"Well if you want you can buy me copy and then we can see if I enjoy the book or not," she said with a small smile. To be honest the girl had no idea that Jackson was trying to flirt there with her. She was so clueless about this really. Flirting was something she has never done herself. She has never needed.

When there was asked what she does after this then she looked towards her mother and then to Jackson. "To be honest I have no plans. Unless my mother wants me to go some other event. Which I would really really like to skip right now," she said there and sighed at the end. She wasn't even supposed to be here.

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PostSubject: Re: Why I am really here ?(For Aza charries)   Thu Oct 12, 2017 9:51 pm

When Sasha admitted to never having read one of Kit Harrington's books, Jackson took it as an invitation to convince her to give them a try. It was a little indulgent but they were at a book launch, and he hoped she would forgive him the slight amount of fan boy-ing. Pkicking up the leaflet which boasted the same cover of the disrobed woman caught in the act of turning away from the camera, he pointed to the picture.

"This is his second volume. the first had a similar cover, but showing only the legs, as if the model was getting up of the floor or a chair. His covers always show something mid motion... And there's never a face. I think it's important because he shoots the covers himself." If nothing else, Sasha would leave tonight with a better knowledge of a good poet.

"I was never a fan of poetry growing up myself, it always seemed too pretentious and wordy to me. But his work doesn't feel that way. Some pieces are really short, just three or four lines, and they speak to you." Looking at her, the young man took a chance, his gaze directed to her sparkling eyes

"Though my soul may set in darkness,
It will rise in perfect light.
I have loved the stars too fondly,
To be fearful of the night."


There, if that didn't convince her, nothing would. The raven haired man lapsed into silence once more, listening to the speech in the background but mostly examining the redhead sitting beside him. She looked lonely, she had been sad a while ago but he was changing that, she clearly wasn't averse to his advances and she had no plans later tonight.

It had also been a few weeks since he'd had any fun. Maybe she was up for the same kind of fun he was?

"Well, it would be a shame if you got bored in New York of all places," he began, a soft hint in his voice. "What say you tell your mom you're going out sightseeing after this event and I'll show you some of the less crazy places here? It's Christmas Eve so the whole city is lit up. You shouldn't have to miss that for some stuffy event."

There, the question was phrased as just enough of a suggestion to keep his ego from getting hurt should she say no. And if she said yes, well, New York really did have some nice places. With a bit of luck, they would actually end up having a good time.


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PostSubject: Re: Why I am really here ?(For Aza charries)   Thu Oct 12, 2017 11:13 pm

Sasha wasn't really sure what to think about Kit's books really. While looking at the copy what her new found friend did introduce to her. She had to admit the cover looked a bit interesting one and she wasn't really someone who reads poetry but then again you can find something else to read once you try it.

The girl listened what he said and all she could do was a nod to that. Also, she did smile. She wasn't sure what to even say. The girl was still trying to understand why she even did agree with him to buy her some copy of the book she might even not like. There are chances that she might actually like this book. So she was so confused now. "Oh I see," was only she managed to say out.

"Oh, I see. Well see if it's the case with me too once I read it," she said there with a small smile and listened to the poem what Jackson said after this. That poem was good actually and she liked it. She wasn't sure exactly why.

"Oh that sounds nice I must say," she said with a small smile still on her face. She noticed from the corner of her eyes that her mother was now watching her which made her curious why she was doing it. She just let it a slide for now. She didn't wanna do anything with her mother right now. She would just end up causing scene what no one doesn't wanna see and it would just ruin this launch.

Sasha had no idea what her mother had planned after this and she didn't really wanna know too. She wanted to get away from here even already. She barely even paid attention to that speech there and she was so ready just leave this place even now. She didn't care what her mother will do if she goes missing suddenly.

She just wanted to have some fun at least for few hours. She had no idea what Jackson had in mind but she decided to go with him. She was sure she might even regret her decision but right now it seemed like better than go with her mother god knows where. She seemed to trust this stranger, who she had just met more than her own mother. Also, this stranger had made her smile once again. So she was to him grateful for that.

"Well sure let's go see those sightseeing things I guess. It's better than be stuck with my mother, who even barely talks with me," she said there something back with a smile. The smile was even real this time. She was glad to get away from here finally. She didn't even plan to go and tell her mother where she is going. That woman didn't have to know.

Last 10 years she barely has even cared what she is doing and why she should now care. She has begun slowly stop caring what her parents do or what they will say. Even if she will get scolded after this, she doesn't care. It's something she will just mostly ignore. She knows she will never again agree do something for her mother. She has got hurt enough already.

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Sasha took a few minutes to consider his offer, which was her right. Jackson had yet to meet an attractive woman who agreed to give out her time without some measure of thought behind it. Annoyingly, one chirpy face came to mind but the politician simply shook his head. The letter meant nothing, just a bored socialite siting at home trying to poke at old wounds because her diamonds now bored her.

He took that time to listen to Kit's speech instead as the man delved into the philosophical virtues of one sided love, speaking to a hushed crowd about the power of an emotion not divided between two people. he almost made unrequited love sound... better. Jackson would have to read his own copy of the book in a corner somewhere, away from prying eyes. Darn the man and his expert phrasing.

When Sasha finally agreed to go out with him, his face lit up in a charming smile, only for the smile to droop immediately as the girl confessed her mother never really spoke to her. Something about the way she said it made her seem younger than she was, like a child still seeking a parent's approval, demanding a mother's notice.

"I couldn't think of anyone who wouldn't want to talk to you," he spoke softly, once again close to her ear so that strands of her red hair tickled his skin. Purely in the interest of comforting the girl, Jackson reached out and squeezed her hand softly before letting go, not quite ready to overstep his bounds. Sure she seemed willing now but these days it took a lot more then "seemed willing" to hold up in a court of law.

"It's settled then, I just have to say hi to Mr. Harrington then we can be off. This lot is going to stay late for the booze and chitter chatter but since we're both clearly not drinking," he winked at her, outlining his plan against her ear. "I hope you aren't the conventional kind of girl, because I have a place I'd like to show you very much."

Just as he finished, a polite applause broke out all through the ballroom. The author had finished his speech and was now descending the stage to receive due praise. Jackson hopped off his own stool, leaving his unfinished drink behind. Offering Sasha an arm, he asked "Shall we?"

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PostSubject: Re: Why I am really here ?(For Aza charries)   Sat Oct 14, 2017 3:37 pm

Sasha didn't even listen what Kit had said there. She was actually thinking about other things there. She really wanted to get away from here. She really had begun to regret coming here with her mother. Even if she met someone who was interesting at least but she could tell way older than she was. She had no idea what will happen once she gets to know she is younger than he thinks she is.

But right now she decided not to worry about. It wasn't time for that. She knew that getting away from here was the best idea. Then she wouldn't have to socialize with these people just for her mother. She knew that her mother might not approve that she goes with stranger literally somewhere but Sasha didn't care about it right now. All she wanted was to get away from here now. She looked for a second towards her mother, who was there talking still with some people.

She heard what Jackson whispered to her which made her look at him now. She really wasn't sure why he was so interested in her. "Well, my relationships with parents is complicated. Even I don't know why they try to ignore me," she said and sighed. "Don't really wanna talk about it," she added. Parents were topic she always tried to avoid so best as she could.

"Uh okay. Sure we can say hi to him before leaving even if I don't know him," she said with a small smile and looked towards the man who did finish her speech finally there. To be honest she didn't really don't know what he said the most of his speech. She didn't even listen. Still, she was here at this launch and was about leave with someone she barely even knew. This was so weird now all of sudden but she didn't let her stop getting away from this building.

"Well sure. We can go where you want. I don't even know any place in the city. So if I would even lead somewhere we would get lost. And I have no idea even in which direction is my hotel," she said honestly there now. The girl didn't know this city at all. The whole time when they got here with her mother she couldn't keep track what route they even used from hotel to this building.

She looked at his arm and then at him. She wasn't really used to with all this. She stood up and then linked her arm under his. She wasn't sure about this really. She had no idea what her mother will even think but then again she didn't care anymore. The girl was so confused about her own feelings there. "We shall," she added even just in case. She even left her unfinished drink behind. She didn't plan to finish it.

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PostSubject: Re: Why I am really here ?(For Aza charries)   Sun Oct 15, 2017 6:16 pm

"Oh, he isn't a hard person to get to know at all," Jackson reassured the redhead as he led her to the throng of people gathering around Kit Harrington. That much at least true, Kit had made a name for himself in most fields related to the arts, not just in the States but also abroad. Jackson had read about the man's work being exhibitioned in London over the summer. "He started his career as a photographer like thirty years ago or something, I read he ran way from home to chase his dreams." Jackson winked at that, perhaps Sasha should consider doing the same if she was as tired of her parents as she claimed to be.

They made their way through the crowds, at one point Jackson placing a secure arm around her waist to steer her towards their destination. No that anyone here would push but there was just something about the girl that made him feel like she would get lost in a crowd. Despite his best efforts to not make assumptions, he was almost certain she was a foreigner. Her accent, her unfamiliarity with New York and her easy trust of strangers marked her as a rare breed, certainly not someone borne and raised on the suspicion that defined the U S of A.

It took a good fifteen minutes butt he finally reached Kit, Jackson greeting him with a firm handshake and a "Hello Sir, love the new concept." The poet smiled warmly in returns and exchanged pleasantries. Jackson supposed the good news was that he still remembered the former Nightshade. Perhaps Kit would never forget anyone related to Ms. Azalea.

"Sir, may I introduce Miss Sasha Denver, the only girl who agreed to accompany me here." Kit let out a laugh before shaking hands with Sasha as well, making a few jokes about how Jackson should really have a punch card for every time he got turned down by a girl.

A few more minutes of idle conversation and Jackson and Sasha moved on to the booth to collect their purchase for the evening, two copies of the book. Jackson offered the girl one and pocketed the other, paying with a swift slide of a credit card across the waiting machines.

Once they had finished up all business at the launch, Jackson led the girl to the exit, releasing her now that there was no danger of her getting lost. As the walked the length of the corridor to th ante chamber, Jackson stopped long enough to pick his coat from coat heck area before offering it to Sasha politely.

"It's going to be cold outside, I think it started snowing while we were in there." Should she accept the worn out black garment, the young man would grin and guide her to the exit, deciding to bring her to one of the most beautiful places in this wretched city.

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PostSubject: Re: Why I am really here ?(For Aza charries)   Sun Oct 15, 2017 9:47 pm

"Oh okay," was only thing Sasha could say there. She wasn't really sure about that one but then again who knows. Even if she herself seems to make most of the time friends easily. Anyways she did go where Jackson was going. She had no idea which way even go here, even if she knew where Kit basically was now. "Oh, I see. Photography is interesting too for sure. Even if never been interested in that too," she said there honestly. There was no point to lie that you were interested in something when you weren't.

Well she didn't have anything against of being steered in the crowd and having his arm around her waist seemed at first weird but she didn't really mind it. She wasn't really used to being so close to someone who wasn't exactly family member. Actually, it has been for awhile. So this was probably why it felt so weird for her. The girl wasn't really big fan of hugs too. She wasn't just used to receive them.

Sasha wasn't really local yeah, she was far away from England. This year at least her Christmas is different than usual. It has been more eventual one for sure and so far it has been a little bit interesting at least. She has learned something new for sure. The girl had no idea how this evening or even night will end for her. She had no clue at all.

Sasha wasn't exactly sure what to say there now. She hasn't even read Mr Harrington books yet. So she couldn't really comment anything about the book. All Sasha did there was to smile and did shake Kit Harrington hand there back too. She at least tried to be so polite as she could. She just listened them talking there until it was time to go.

Sasha did once again follow Jackson there. She really wasn't sure if the stranger who she had just met will really buy her the book and a few seconds later she realised he kept his promise. She did take the book from Jackson and wasn't sure where she should even put it. She didn't really have any bag or so with her.  She decided to hold it for now in her hands. "Thank you for the book," she said with a smile on her face.

Sasha soon again followed Jackson soon after they were done with the launch things. Brought the books and so on. She really was glad that they can finally leave it. She looked at the Jackson and then at his coat. She kind of regret she didn't bring hers right now. She has no idea if she even packed any. She was so in rush with packing.

She looked soon for a second towards outside, then coat and then Jackson again. the girl wasn't sure what she should do now. She was so confused. She needed to decide.

"Erm," she managed to say and just gave up soon after that. "Well since yeah it's cold there it would better idea than end up getting cold because I don't have anything warmer to wear anyways," she said there and sighed. She wished she had brought something else with her, so she could put it on right now.

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PostSubject: Re: Why I am really here ?(For Aza charries)   Sun Oct 15, 2017 10:54 pm

As they exited the hotel, Jackson couldn't help the open grin on his face. He'd been right, it was snowing. But it was the kind of snow that looked pretty the first ten minutes before turning into slush. So why not enjoy the white powdery stuff before it became the bane of your existence? He reached out a hand for Sasha, casually, noncommittal. Should she take it, he would walk with her down the side walk to a line of cabs. Should she ignore the gesture however he was simply brush some snow off his suit jacket and continue on his way with the redhead by his side.

"I know a lot of people prefer apperating from one place to another," he confessed as they neared the line of taxis. "But I suppose I'm old fashioned. I didn't know I was magical until I was ten I think, by then I had already learned to do everything the No-Mag way." Moving to the car at the head of the line, he called out cheerfully to the driver. "Battery Park, as fast as you can?"

The driver nodded, starting his engine and Jackson pulled the door open, holding it respectfully for Sasha to get in first. He was old fashioned in more than one way, ways that gave away his small town upbringing such as giving a lady your coat in the snow and holding the door open even if to a cab. "Besides, a taxi ride is the best way to see New York - from a distance," he joked, getting in after her and closing the door firmly. The car was warm enough that the residual snow in hair soon began to melt.

As they flashed past lights and displays, shop windows and eateries, big signs and graffiti-ed walls, Jackson mostly kept up a running commentary on the sights they drove past. He showed her the big areas popular with tourists, the small cafes that served the best food and as they drove to the edge of Manhattan, the invisible body of water that existed somewhere in the distance. Should Sasha ask any questions or suggest a topic of conversation, he would happily oblige her in that too.

They reached Battery Park a little after eleven, with Jackson tipping the cabbie generously for his discreet speed. The park was long closed but Jackson knew someone who knew someone who someone who owed him one. "Now be careful, I know its a little dark but we'll fix that in a bit,' he warned as he helped her out of the vehicle and then guided her to the stone path that led to the park's biggest attraction. It looked nothing like a dull glass dome glinting eerily in the dark.

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PostSubject: Re: Why I am really here ?(For Aza charries)   Mon Oct 16, 2017 6:17 pm

Sasha was really glad to get out of here finally and do something more fun than talking about things you weren't really interested. She had a smile on her face, she really was also happy to go somewhere else. Sasha didn't really mind much when Jackson reached for her hand, she was sure then she could also more easily follow Jackson where ever they did go now. The girl didn't know anything about New York.

"I'm used taking cabs, buses and so on," Sasha said there with a small smile. "I didn't know nothing about magic until I get eleven. Before that, I didn't even know magic did exist. Never even believed in it," she said about herself. She was muggleborn and her both parents didn't even have any magic in them. So finding out your magical one in your family was so much of shock five years ago.

"Thank you," she said when Jackson did basically open cab door for her to get in. So she did that. She knew that some people can still be gentlemen but not all males. She has learned that much in her life at least already. She might be young but there are times when she knows more than she should. "If you say so," she said with a small smile.

Awhile they were taking a taxi to somewhere she has no idea where to even. She figured maybe it's time to ask some questions. Maybe to get to know even this stranger. "So where you are from?" she asked something. Figured maybe to start with this. She wasn't actually sure what to even ask. She wasn't really used to talk with boys or even males who are older than her.

"Oh, what job do you even have?" she asked that even too. Figure maybe to keep some kind of conversation on there. She herself decided to answer after herself. Even to last one she wasn't yet even what to say. She couldn't still say she was in school still or she could still say. Maybe he thinks it's university/college.

When they reached finally to some park, what Jackson has mentioned earlier to taxi driver then she was kind of excited what will happen now. Sasha didn't really have anything against dark places. "Oh okay," was all she could say there now. She just was looking around here and was trying to figure out where they are going and same time looking where she is stepping.

"Sure, I'm ready," she said with a bit of excitement. She really was curious what will happen now.

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PostSubject: Re: Why I am really here ?(For Aza charries)   Mon Oct 16, 2017 7:50 pm

The journey was pleasant, the interior of the cab warm and faintly smelling of tobacco, a scent Jackson had always found comforting somehow. He even fancied that Sasha was slowly opening up to him. Whereas at the launch she had been mostly quiet and only talked when spoken to, now she seemed to be initiating consideration. perhaps she had just been nervous earlier?

"I'm from a town you probably never heard of," he admitted, a note of quiet pride in his voice as he rested his head against the back of the seat. "Green Lake City, Wisconsin, population, 2700 at last count." Though he'd have to check back, apparently someone had had a baby and no grandparents had died that he' heard of. Jackson missed home. "It's one of those out of the way places that no one ever bothers with. Up until a couple years ago we didn't even have a high school. And now that we have one, we're fighting for our own hospital." A fight that would soon be won, he thought firmly to himself.

"As for what I do... Well, a bit of this and that. I'm currently working at Milwaukee city hall," he explained, not bothering with the intimate details of his job. Not only would it bore her but he didn't want to intimidate the girl in any way, she had just begun to come out of her shell.

Upon their arrival at the Park and her more than agreeable nature, the boy grinned again. She wasn't afraid of the dark and abandoned parks which boded well. The young man removed his phone from his pocket and sent a text. "And now... magic," he raised his arm in a showman's display towards the dull globe in the distance.

Nothing happened.

The two waited in awkward silence for a moment before Jackson reached for his phone again. "Excuse me, I forgot you have to kick start things in this city." The text he sent this time was longer. And once again, he raised his arms in the grand gesture of a magician pulling off a trick. "And now... Magic."

This time as if on cue, the entire glass dome came to life with brilliant lights blossoming from every corner. Blues and greens mixed with earthy tones lit the entire dome up as if it was an aquarium complete with strands of seaweed, passing schools of tiny fish and shining pebbles littered at the bottom. Should Sasha look closely, even the bubble effect was present, as if someone was releasing bubbles by breathing under water.

But the aquarium itself was not the biggest attraction, it was the large crystal fishes floating in it as if of their own accord. Fish of all colors circled the inside of he dome to quiet music, almost dancing in their graceful swim across the invisible water currents. The inside of the glittering fish were hollowed out to form seats, waiting for a passenger to hop in and ride.

"What do you think?" the raven haired young man asked, his grin back on his face. "Shall we take a ride underneath the ocean?" If she woudl agree, Jackson would escort her to the dome, holding the door open for her to enter the simulated underwater world. Together, they'd walk to a large blue fish where Jackson would help her up and then slide in beside her.

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PostSubject: Re: Why I am really here ?(For Aza charries)   Mon Oct 16, 2017 11:39 pm

For Sasha, the cab was warm for sure but the girl wasn't a big fan of tobacco smell and she was glad there wasn't much of it in here. She just at times couldn't stand the smell when it was too much. The girl knew it wasn't always a good idea to talk to strangers and it was at first why she tried not to talk much but then again this town was full of strangers for her. Even her own mother was a stranger to the girl. So this man was even better company and she hoped he won't just use her for something.

"Oh, I see. Yeah, I have never heard it before," she had to admit it there. "Well good luck with that," she added about getting their own hospital to the town. She had no idea how those things work. She didn't know much about politics or anything like that at all. "Well, I'm from London. The capital of England," she said and it said basically all about her origin. No need to really explain where it is since everyone knew.

"Oh, I see. Well, I don't have yet a job," she said there something. She decided not to mention that she is still in school. She just figured to keep that out of future talk when he figures out how old she really is. Then he can get to know what she really does which is still going to go to Hogwarts, the magical school.

Sasha was quite excited what will happen now. She had no idea what Jackson was planning to do now. She even no clue. She doesn't even know anything about New York. She barely even had any time to pack her stuff before coming here. She rolled her eyes when this magic thing what Jackson tried to do didn't work.

When it worked for the second time she was amazed for sure. It looked amazing she had to admit that. It was something she didn't really expect to happen. "Wow, this is amazing," she said there out loud and was really amazed for sure. She really loved what she saw now. She has never seen anything like this before.

"Yes, we can do that," she said with a bright smile on her face. She was escorted to one dome, where Jackson did open door for her the amazing underwater world. She just smiled this time. No thank you. She was glad when he did also help up to one large blue fish, when they were near it. She just smiled and was ready for this.

So Sasha did hold tight when the music began to play. It has been awhile she has done anything really like this. She can't even last time when she went to Disneyland or any park like this. And she had no idea that even something like this was in New York. She would have come here so much earlier if she had known.

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PostSubject: Re: Why I am really here ?(For Aza charries)   Tue Oct 17, 2017 1:18 am

London, so that explained the accent. The young wizard internally congratulated himself on being right in assuming she was a foreigner. The blue bloods could preach tolerance and liquid origins all they wanted but Jackson knew his gut. Years of no conflict and silly ideas had made half the people in this country forget what it was to rely on pure gut feeling, not Jackson though. It was in these small revelations when he felt he was affiliated with the right party, the party that recognized the flaw in humans without attempting to eradicate them.

He wasn't really surprised to find out she didn't have a job. Most people who frequented Kit Harrington's book launches were not starved for money. And looking at the way Sasha was dressed, he could guess she came from a reasonably well off background, though to her credit, the young woman never seemed to show it. Jackson had met more than his fair share of girls whose most interesting traits were the jewels they sported.

Sasha looked to be more discrete, well brought up, quieter somehow. It was a sort of grace Jackson could really get used to.

"Don't worry about it," he assured her on the job front. College came first, and she didn't look to be under pressure like him. "I had to do college while working, no time to stop, so you should take the time to really enjoy university before you look to get into the work force."

As the mounted the crystal fish and the redhead clung tightly to the seat, Jackson reached to grasp the iron rod attached, coincidentally securing the girl in place with his hands. Even if she jumped or got jolted, Sasha wouldn't fall. the music began, slow at first and then it grew in tempo until the fish picked up speed, moving at a comfortable pace for them to enjoy the surroundings.

"This is one of my top three favorite places in the city," Jackson admitted, his hair moving in the slight breeze created by the quick movement of their ride. The cold outside had left his cheeks colored and his dark eyes shimmering with mischief. "Hold on tighter, I can go faster," he called out just as the speed doubled, now making it seem as though the fish was in a rush. The coat on Sasha's shoulders flew out behind her but thanks to his grip, the girl stayed in place.

After three more exhilarating rounds, the fish began to slow, ready to complete the full set. Jackson didn't move his arms much, only changing them slightly to drape over one of his companion's shoulder to test the waters. She hadn't been afraid or hesitant so far, but it never hurt to get permission.

Somewhere in the distance, a loud clock tolled, its deep sounds echoing through the otherwise empty park. "Hey, what do you know," the man uttered softly, leaning in to whisper in her ear. "It's midnight. Merry Christmas Ms. Denver."

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PostSubject: Re: Why I am really here ?(For Aza charries)   Tue Oct 17, 2017 5:47 am

Sasha knew that there were accents and she probably had one for American people. Sasha wasn't really good at picking accents herself. She just tried to never guess who someone was from, the girl had learned not to judge someone by their cover. You never know who someone really is but she still did things what she shouldn't. Like today.

Sasha for sure had more money in her bank account than she even can even spend. Her parents had made for her bank account many years back. When she goes to shopping she doesn't always spend all her money away, she buys what she really needs. She hates to let things go to waste. This is just who she is.

"I don't really need a job right now," she said with a small smile. "I can manage it without even having one. Just still financially my parents support me still," she added that. So she didn't really need to earn herself some money and she was actually too young too. She still couldn't do so many things.

Sasha actually did enjoy the ride with this fish. It was something she hasn't done for awhile. Having fun really around Christmas was something that she hasn't done years. She can't really remember when was the last time she did enjoy Christmas actually but she won't admit to Jackson right now. She wasn't any more sure if she did regret coming here to New York with her mother or she didn't.

"What are other two?" she asked with a small smile and she wasn't sure what to think about it going bit faster. She was bit surprised when the coat did fly away and she was glad that Jackson had held her in one place with his hand basically there. She smiled towards him probably trying to say thank you that way. The girl actually did have a smile on the whole ride. She just did love it.

Sasha wasn't really scared of this. The girl has never been scared of things like this, just the rollercoasters have never been her thing or high buildings. She might be a bit dizzy but this will go over soon. She smiled still and she really was happy right now, which happened barely real. She did smile all the time but usually to hide her sadness.

"Oh wow," was what she said when she realised it was midnight. "Thanks. And Merry Christmas, Mr Blake you too," she said there with a small smile on her face. She could say these were actually one of her best Christmas ever so far.

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PostSubject: Re: Why I am really here ?(For Aza charries)   Tue Oct 17, 2017 6:42 pm

Lo and behold, the lady doth taketh interest, or so Jackson thought as she asked what his other favorite places in New York were. "Hmm, I could tell you," he teased lightly as they flew through the simulated aquarium. "Or I could show you... At least that way, we'll have a reason to meet again." Okay, a bit cheesy but still, it was Christmas Eve and this was going better than he'd imagined.

While he hand't really expected Sasha to be bored - a brother had to be smooth to make it as far into the world as Jackson had - he had not seen the almost childlike excitement coming. her laugh, her excitement, her bright eyes, all of them spoke of something more pure than he would have expected.

She really was a nice girl, he concluded. The kind that were endangered to the point of extinction, especially here in the US.

As she wished him Merry Christmas too, Jackson decided to take a chance. Shaking his head softly, he refuted her wish. No, that won't do" he spoke, leaning even closer to her but keeping his movements slow, giving her a chance to back away if she wished. There were many ways of ascertaining consent, and one was a careful, slow approach that gave the other time to back away. No hurt feelings all around. "Would you like me to show you how we say Merry Christmas in Green Lake?" he asked, now his lips barely an inch from hers, so much so that he could almost feel the heat radiating from her skin on to his own.

Should the redhead not move, Jackson would lean in softly and press his lips to hers, gentle, polite, unintrusive.

She tasted of a perfect blend between the sprite she'd been drinking and whatever lip color she wore, and underneath is, something that reminded the young man of fresh freesias in the wild. Her lips were soft and yielding on his, making him wonder what it would be like to kiss them with more persistence.

Maybe some other day.

breaking the kiss after a mere few seconds, the young wizard looked at her sheepishly. "Well aren't you sweet," he winked, hoping she would get the double meaning.

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PostSubject: Re: Why I am really here ?(For Aza charries)   Wed Oct 18, 2017 7:08 am

Sasha smiled there. At least her mood was so much better than it had been a couple of minutes ago. All this was thanks to a male who she barely even knew and she was even spending time with this stranger there now. Sasha still wasn't exactly sure why she had gone with him in the first place.

Sasha tried to be nice towards everyone, no matter who they were. This just was who she was. She tried even get along with her parents but then again they barely gave her same treatment, they just ignored her lately. She had hoped things between her and her mother will go better now but the girl just today did realise that things won't ever change. They will always be the same, at least when it comes to her parents. Right now wasn't time to think about the parents and just enjoy the time she was away from her mother and had more fun than she did ever around Christmas.

"Sure if you wanna you can show them at some point," she said there with a small smile. She had no idea if they will be even friends once he learns her real age, which she right now don't wanna tell. She just wants to join this day. All she wanted was to be happy today.

She was surprised when Jackson began to lean in. She wasn't even sure what she should do now. The girl didn't even know how to react to this since she has never been kissed even before. So she just stared at Jackson and didn't say anything or even do anything at all.

Before she even could react to anything Jackson was kissing her there. She was really shocked about this. Once she was over the shock she tried to kiss back probably. Even if she wasn't exactly sure how this was her first time ever. She was so innocent in this still. Now she did have her first kiss with someone who she barely even knows.

But of course right now probably it won't be a good idea to admit it's her first time. She had no idea what she was even doing there. She just decided to try her best as always she does in everything she does. She just didn't have much of experiences in anything she did.

Sasha wasn't sure how to react to what Jackson said next. The flirting was a new thing for Sasha for sure. She has never yet received much of it. "Thanks?" she said there now questioning even that. She really was awful in flirting back. She still has so much to learn in this world.

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He could feel the hesitance, which confused Jackson a little bit. She had reacted well to everything so far, but then as she relaxed into the brief kiss, the young wizard smiled into the small action. Perhaps she was one of those really modest girls who were genuinely surprised someone found them attractive. A rare breed indeed. It was refreshing after dozens of girls who felt they were doing the world a favor by existing.

The kiss was so brief, he wouldn't have noticed her kissing him back if he hadn't been precisely waiting for it. But he had been, the idea pf consent burnt too vividly in his being. So when she did, a note of thrill took over him. the urge to deepen the kiss was there, but luckily Jackson had learned to separate base urges from common sense. And as much as he would have enjoyed a thorough make out session, it was better to be the gentleman right now.

He meant it when he said she was sweet. In a way, the action reminded him of a kid on their first kiss. He idly wondered if Sasha dated much in university. A pretty girl like her would get a lot of attention, he was sure, but that didn't necessarily translated to her having a lot of experience.

"You really should look at yourself right now," he teased slightly. She was so red and adorable, it was as though she had never been kissed before. "Though perhaps not," he added, reaching out to stroke her cheek lightly. "You might blush even more and if you do that, I might have to call the paramedics." He shook his dark head. "And they're always the busiest this time of year."

The fish had come to a complete stop, and the wizard had a feeling his time was running out. A favor only lasted so long. Slowly getting up from their ride, he extended a hand towards her. "What do you say we take you back to your hotel, and we promise to keep in touch until you return to London and inevitably forget all about me?"

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PostSubject: Re: Why I am really here ?(For Aza charries)   Yesterday at 11:01 pm

Sasha didn't know anything about flirting really and isn't sure how to flirt. Then again she has never even looked so far anyone to date or even flirt. Now someone did kiss her for the first time ever. She was shocked and wondered what would happen next. To be honest she had no clue even how to kiss someone until now.

She did kiss back mostly because it seemed the right thing to do at the moment. Even if she knew it was one of the stupidest things she might have done. Since she knew Jackson was so much older than she was probably.

To be honest she might draw people attention but she never gave anyone usually that kind of attention. She just tries to be friends usually first. She did yeah blush there probably since yeah it was her first time to kiss someone.

"Wow," she said and was still bit of shock what has just happened. She didn't know what she should say or do. "I'm fine, just I didn't expect this to happen," she said there honestly to him. It was true, she didn't really expect him to kiss her there now.

She was a bit glad when the ride came to end. She still tried to progress what had just happened between them. She took his hand when he offered it to help her down from the fish. "Sure. Works for me and yes we can keep contact. I won't mind it," she said there with a smile. She was the first person she has ever kissed and for some reason, Sasha even seemed to trust this male, who she barely even knew. She still tried to figure out so many things in her head.

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