Little dates and things… And I said no to being his girlfriend? Gotta be more honest with yourself, Urse… A lass in leather feeling an amount of nervousness for a meeting with a boy she knew which frankly surprised her, ever since that date on the rooftop or perhaps even before that there had been at least one special little butterfly fluttering its wings within her stomach whenever Ursula Wilke had met up with the new man in her life, and in all honesty it made her feel just a twinge of guilt for how she had addressed the notion of making their pairing official. Some habits really did die hard, even if you wanted them not to, huh?
Still, it's nice having company in a place like this, huh? Especially after… At the very least feeling happy for the fact that her insistence on what was seeming an increasingly superficial casualness about her connection with Toga hadn’t put him off, and not just because of the fiery little connection she had seemed to stoke with the lad in the meantime, with the amethyst amazon standing outside of a bar which was a little more off the beaten path than most she was glad for the company really. I mean, after that awful night, it was hard not to feel a note of discomfort when ordering drinks and such on her own, right?
I wonder what he'll make of this…? Perhaps that why she made such an effort to keep him engaged even if it did make her feel guiltier and weaker for that, Ursula had no doubt that the feelings within her ran deeper than needing someone to watch her drink and such but perhaps it was also why she put in that little bit extra oomph into what she wore. Case in point the corset and denim and fishnet stockings and then the biker jacket she wore over it all, her outfit screamed trying too hard without trying too hard, but she liked it, and hopefully he would too~?