Fiametta was fighting every fiber in her being that was telling her to back up and go back home…however..her tutor never taught her to be a quitter. These looks Wally was giving her made her look down and shifted her feet in utter embarrassment. Looks of disgust and hate, she took with pride but these…she couldn’t even name the type of look it was, it made her feel out of her element.
The albino looked back at Wally and smiled. “Yes that would be nice .” She said trying to regain her footing. “And thank you for the comment earlier..Wally.”
Wally smiled at her shy and insecure look. It was kind of cute…but also sad. She looked like she was expecting something else from him than his compliment. Makes me wonder if the girl has any friends…He thought as he then smiled, placing his arm out for her to take like a gentleman should, “Well then, shall we mi’lady?” He asked with a grin, waiting for her to take it, as he then nodded his head.
“No problem, “I mean, I call it when I see it,” Wally winked at her flirtatiously and started leading her to the art supply closet, “So, what brings you to Keystone City?” He asked curiously.
Fiametta couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle at Wally’s antics. They were…charming and kind of endearing. She decided to play along and gave an overly exaggerated courtesy before taking his arm.
“Graci Cara Mio.” She let her italian accent fliter through her words.
She blinked as he winked at her before willing herself not to look away in embarrassment, she couldn’t keep up with him at all. She put on a soft smile and walked beside him. “Well I think your an utter goofball…” She said jokingly before going serious. “My adopted sister of sorts…her father is here to showcase his new invention and since my father funds him soc naturally we came to support him.”





