Tasha

Om mig

I'll admit something before you ask. I'm not the girl who plays hard to get. It bores me. If I like you, you'll know inside four minutes, and if I don't, I'd rather say so kindly than spend an evening pretending.

Brazilian, twenty-three, and in Kuwait City long enough now to have a favourite place to eat and a landlord who asks too many questions. Most of my evenings are quiet. Some of them are not. English is fine with me, so nothing gets lost, and I like ten minutes of talking before anything happens with a stranger.

I'll come to you, or you can come to me. I'm easier company than the photographs suggest.