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Danica is not happy.
She's been lurking around the apartments, trying to pick up bits of information here and there, but that's, well, boring.
For now, she's just sitting inside, legs curled beneath her, stilettos tossed aside. Stupid shoes.
She wants blood. Or a cigarette. Badly.
She's been lurking around the apartments, trying to pick up bits of information here and there, but that's, well, boring.
For now, she's just sitting inside, legs curled beneath her, stilettos tossed aside. Stupid shoes.
She wants blood. Or a cigarette. Badly.