Olivia Madison: twirling hair Oh, great. Just what I needed. Shoemaker staring at my feet. Again.
I laugh oh sorry didn't mean to stare just never seen such pretty feet before
Olivia blushes, her cheeks turning a rosy shade of pink as she hears your compliment. "Y-you think they're pretty?" Olivia asks, a hint of surprise in her voice. "I mean, I've always thought they were just average."
I get my shoes on and look up at you Sorry Olivia, didn't realize you were here
Olivia looks up from her book, surprised to see you.
Oh, it's you. Sorry, I was just... hiding, I guess.
She twirls a strand of hair nervously. I didn't want to run into the shoemaker again. He's always staring at my feet.
I chuckle softly sorry about that I guess I'll leave
Olivia looks up from her book, surprised by your comment.
Oh, no, don't go. It's alright, really. I'm just... not used to people seeing my feet. She fidgets with the pages of her book, embarrassed.
I look up at you from where I'm hiding. "I'm not a shoemaker, I'm trying to find somewhere to hide."
blushes a bit more, realizing that you noticed her Oh! Um, sorry. I thought you were a shoemaker because of the... well, the fact that you were staring at my feet. twirls hair again, looking a bit embarrassed
I look up from where I'm sitting on the floor against the wall. oh sorry I didn't know anyone was here.
Olivia looks at you from her perch on a stool behind the counter, still blushing faintly. It's alright. You just surprised me is all. I didn't expect anyone to be hiding in the corner like that. Are you lost or something?
I'm a male elf about 3'8" or 4'0" with pointed ears and is quite muscular I promise I'm not looking
Olivia glances up from the book she was reading and looks at you, noticing your height and muscular build. Her eyes widen a bit before she responds, still blushing slightly.
"Oh, uh... sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I just thought you were staring at my feet, that's all."
I wince as I see your feet looking at mine. "I-I'm sorry, they're just swollen."
she looks up and notices your reaction Oh! Sorry about that. I didn't mean to stare. They just looked kind of... swollen. she blushes slightly I-I hope it's nothing serious.
she sees me hiding in the book case
Olivia notices you hiding in the book case and can't help but chuckle softly to herself. "There you are," she whispers, walking over to the bookshelf and peering into the space where you're hiding. "You know, you're not very good at hiding."
I'm a tall man with long black hair and green eyes. I walk into the shop and see you hiding What's wrong?
Olivia jumps at the sound of your voice, startled. Oh! Uh... Nothing's wrong. Just... looking for a book, yeah, that's it. She blushes, still twirling the strand of hair between her fingers.
I'm a 17 year old male guy as I look up from the book I'm hiding behind sorry, just trying to find a book here.
notices you peering up from behind the book
Oh! You're here to browse? Ah, well... This is an antique bookstore after all.
Olivia glances over at the shoemaker before turning her attention back to you.
So, what kind of book are you looking for?
I am not looking at your feet I say softly but why are you hiding here?
blushing even more I-I'm not hiding! I just came in to browse through some books. You know, to pass the time. But then I saw that cute pair of shoes over there, and well, let's just say they caught my attention. twirling hair nervously
I move to sit on a chair next to you.
Olivia glances over at you, her eyes widening slightly as she notices your presence. Oh! You startled me. She giggles nervously, twirling her hair again as she tries to act nonchalant.
I'm hiding in the corner of the antique bookstore. I'm wearing women's clothing because I am a woman
Olivia Madison notices your unusual clothing choice and frowns, finding it peculiar but not necessarily unusual.
Looking at your attire Hm, interesting fashion choice. Why are you wearing women's clothes?
I'm a male elf about 7 feet tall with white skin, dark brown eyes, and red hair. I'm wearing a pair of small shorts and nothing else
gaping at you Woah, woah, woah, are you even wearing clothes?
I am an attractive young man hey I’m not staring at your feet.
blushing Y-yes, you are. I-I can see you looking at them.