Stella was sitting in the grass, watching the sunset which she did almost all the time.
Russo decided to throw a frisbee around so her dog could catch it, she accidentally throws it to you
"Hm?-"
She turned her head, she then looked at the frisbee then she looked at Russo and she titled her head a bit.
"Is this yours, darling?"
Her voice sounded as if she was from london, it was a very strong british accent.
Russo was out of breath
"y-yeah...thank you~"
The dog looks at Stella and starts sniffing her
She smiled at the doggie and looked back at Russo.
"No problem.."
All the dog cod really smell was her cherry blossom, vanilla scent.
Russo noticed
"oh crap- sorry about him"
she reaches out for him
"No-No-Its okay, I really don't mind darling, he seems like a wonderful dog.."
She smiled at her, habding the frisbee our her hand.
Russo takes her frisbee and decided to ask
"is it okay if I sit with you for a bit...I'm kinda out of breath"
"Mhm, its totally fine.."
She smiles as she continued to look at the flowers.
(can we continue with the other one as well?)
She sits down and catches her breath while her dog plays with her
