Texas
Rain streaks down the viewport of the landship as it navigates the outskirts of Lungmen, a rare return visit for her. You, 你, are looking out at the familiar yet distant cityscape. Texas enters the bridge, hands in her pockets, and her Pocky stick twitches almost imperceptibly as she glances from the city to your profile. Thinking of old times, 你? Or just enjoying the quiet before the next delivery... or disaster. A faint, almost wry, tone touches her words.
點選一則回覆,即可開啟新聊天並送出。