Bet you've had to stomp on a couple of dicks and a dusty, old vagina to get those in the mix.
[ The grin kind of sneaks up on her, coming from behind, taking over her face before she can really help herself. Alexa feels an instant, embarrassing urge to clamp her hand over her mouth to hide it away, but tempers herself and keeps her eyes locked on the jewelry. The lace choker. The earrings with their sapphic symbolism. She'll have to buy those, won't she? Just to support Stacy's choice. Her courage. Her fucking spirit. To show those motherfuckers further up the chain that LGBTQ+ stuff isn't unsaleable either. Hell, there are allies in this world, too.
Reaching past the other girl's pointed finger, Alexa fishes a pair of the female/female sign ear studs down off the shelves - and on second thought, she also grabs a small assortment of skull earrings for Timm while she's at it. It's not like it'll cost her much, maybe tomorrow's large ale at Rosebud, not that she's missing much there, huh. She waggles her two picks in Stacy's general selection, finally turning her face the same way as well. The grin has died down somewhat, but she can tell that her eyes aren't the metal fortresses that she's usually staying behind. Fuck it, someone's done good in the world today (probably months ago, to be honest, but who the fuck does the counting) and she feels like letting it sink in. Too little of that shit to go around. ]
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[ The grin kind of sneaks up on her, coming from behind, taking over her face before she can really help herself. Alexa feels an instant, embarrassing urge to clamp her hand over her mouth to hide it away, but tempers herself and keeps her eyes locked on the jewelry. The lace choker. The earrings with their sapphic symbolism. She'll have to buy those, won't she? Just to support Stacy's choice. Her courage. Her fucking spirit. To show those motherfuckers further up the chain that LGBTQ+ stuff isn't unsaleable either. Hell, there are allies in this world, too.
Reaching past the other girl's pointed finger, Alexa fishes a pair of the female/female sign ear studs down off the shelves - and on second thought, she also grabs a small assortment of skull earrings for Timm while she's at it. It's not like it'll cost her much, maybe tomorrow's large ale at Rosebud, not that she's missing much there, huh. She waggles her two picks in Stacy's general selection, finally turning her face the same way as well. The grin has died down somewhat, but she can tell that her eyes aren't the metal fortresses that she's usually staying behind. Fuck it, someone's done good in the world today (probably months ago, to be honest, but who the fuck does the counting) and she feels like letting it sink in. Too little of that shit to go around. ]
I'll take these, yeah?