Date Posted:17:43:52 02/18/02 Mon Author: - emma Subject: - bittersweet
- The mysterious female follows the other in a wrath of silence, long ebon locks are guided by the wind, adoringly lipping at her face.. "I've never really had any pets to relate to.." She replied in answer to the female's previous remark. She shrugged her slender narrow shoulders, the black sheath-like dress flowing naturally behind her.. she seemed a bit intriguing - in the late of the night, a cold night at that - in a formal ebony dress..
- The female wrinkled her nose in a figure of discust.. "I smell like trash now.. Weed smells like shit." She laughed softly, following the girl up towards the looming house. "How come you live a lone?
