Eva didn't know what to make of the minuscule artist that approached her at the airport. Aside from the obvious red flags in her relationship—exciting romance comic plot or not—Topaz seemed like a levelheaded and serious individual online.
Most of Eva's online friends liked goofing around but Topaz had been all business unless she needed advice after the first accidentally personal conversation they ever had. It sounded like she didn't really have anyone to talk to about that stuff in real life.
She had pegged Topaz as a loner and didn't really know what else to make of her from a few simple conversations on Discord. But whatever she was expecting, it wasn't a tiny but fashionably dressed girl with mint green hair.
How old was she?! She was married so she had to be at least eighteen.
Eva had always been the overly friendly type—it was part of being raised in the South—so she couldn't help but hug her. The girl stiffened immediately. Not such a fan of being touched, huh?
