Archived talk:Cora Wilson/@comment-26014356-20161224172655/@comment-29370996-20161225003203

{Cora Wilson| Cora shook her head firmly. “Nice try,” She scoffed, wondering if she was convincing anyone. “Like I’d be the daughter of Hecate. Algaea’s my mom, anyway.” She squirmed under his gleaming stare, feeling like her skin was on fire. Something in her head chided her. Liar, it said. Like your fooling anyone. Run back to your pretty sister and let her do the talking. With a sudden, almost unreadable, change of expression, Cora announced a euphoric Kevin. “I believe I must be going now. I’m, uh, hungry. Yeah, hungry, that’s it. I’m not too fond of crabs, like you.” Cora hoped she did imply that he should join her, regretting how she approached her excuse, but she walked herself into a corner.}}