Miya kept her head tilted, looking all over the bar before slowly shifting in her seat and taking the cup in her hand. It was quite silly the way this girl could change her mood
Now, as I was saying, this bar is getting more and more dirty each day. It is almost impossible to stay here.
Her eyes moved to the waiter when she said that, making sure he's heard what she just said. Her lips curled into a smile as she turned towards Iris again.
It seems like the kitten ate their tongues, and after she said that, it was clear as a day. Her eyes weren't human, not anymore. They weren't changing back, nor was she worried about it a bit too much.
Her eyes were the ones of a wild cat, her fangs got just a bit longer and her blonde hair seemed a bit more... wild?...
Miya always liked the way she looked when she was mad, but she wasn't sure Iris did.
I'm sorry if iIve scared you...