Saturday, July 4th
[ sitting outside Migard at night with a blanket around her shoulders, twirling a lock of hair around her fingers. ]
One would think we'd be out of here by now...
[ looks forlornly down at the empty bottle at her feet ]
...I'm going to need a job.
[ sigh ]
One would think we'd be out of here by now...
[ looks forlornly down at the empty bottle at her feet ]
...I'm going to need a job.
[ sigh ]