<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/b2/76/39/b276392e79ad90ca99c36ef36d2b94fa.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>VONNA WINSLOW</strong></span><br/><strong>Blessed By::</strong>PERSEPHONE<br/><strong>Location::</strong>Cassandra’s home<br/><strong>Company::</strong>Cassandra<br/><strong>Mentioning::</strong><br/><strong>Date/Time::</strong>Afternoon, June 20th<br/><strong>Mood::</strong>deflated<br/><strong>Wearing::</strong>see picture<br/><strong>TRIGGER WARNINGS::</strong>None.<br/><hr/><br/>Vonna had to chuckle at the comment that she didn’t run. “True. I didn’t run.” She nodded as the ancient beauty went on. A smile grew on her face hearing that she was open to a long-term relationship at least.<br/><br/>“Yes, the ball.” In Vonna’s mind she thought,<em>what could go so wrong that she wouldn’t get asked on a date? </em>The two of them had already spent some time together. “Well, thanks for being upfront.”<br/><br/>Vonna thought that was the end of it but then came a hypothetical question. Her eyes were focused elsewhere as she gave that question some serious soul searching. Almost sixty seconds later, Von took a deep breath coming back into the moment. “Yeah, I get what you mean now. To be honest, I suppose I would feel unwanted or not enough but, that’s if I wasn’t told upfront. Whether it’s a good or bad thing, I guess I’m a little… well, I’m not sure of the word for it but I might feel jealous or hurt, to be honest. I guess, I’m the sensitive type when it comes to matters of the heart.”<br/><br/>Feeling like her heart has sunken down into her stomach now. Vonna nodded. “It’s okay. Anyway, should I pick you up or meet you there? I guess I better get the dresses and get to my house and put away my groceries and start preparing… and stuff.” She said avoiding the other woman’s eyes.<br/>