"And it's not like your face is different, is it? Unless they doll up your hair and slap on makeup to obscure how you really look. Ugh. What a pain." Which is why Sam never bothered with too much makeup, and usually did her own if she was doing a show with her band. But she does lift her hands when Miruca says it's embarrassing.
"I won't ask, but hey, you hustle! You do what you have to to make ends meet, there's no shame in it. I sort of fell into the tour guide thing, music is my real love and what I try to study." She laughed a bit when Miruca brought up her name.
"You're right, though. I'm not a local, I'm a transplant from the United States. There's plenty of Dreamer stuff over there, but my parents thought I'd be better off coming here, so..." Sam trailed off at that, and nodded.
"You're damn right! Let's go get some food first, we can continue this conversation there!" Sam pointed vaguely in the direction of the food stalls and took a step that way, but clearly she was in no rush, not about to make Miruca run to catch up to her.
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"I won't ask, but hey, you hustle! You do what you have to to make ends meet, there's no shame in it. I sort of fell into the tour guide thing, music is my real love and what I try to study." She laughed a bit when Miruca brought up her name.
"You're right, though. I'm not a local, I'm a transplant from the United States. There's plenty of Dreamer stuff over there, but my parents thought I'd be better off coming here, so..." Sam trailed off at that, and nodded.
"You're damn right! Let's go get some food first, we can continue this conversation there!" Sam pointed vaguely in the direction of the food stalls and took a step that way, but clearly she was in no rush, not about to make Miruca run to catch up to her.