I'm a free as my hair...
Adette sat on the edge of the building, her legs dangeling over the side, she looked down, 14 stories to the ground. But Adette had no fear of high places, so instead of being frightened she felt empowered by the exhilaration that ran through her as she leaned over the edge again, her golden hair catching the wind. She was thankful for her long red, fur trimmed coat, to keep the chill off her, for the red leather suit beneath it offered little protection from the cold snap of the wind.
She wondered how long it would take before someone noticed she was up here, though the signs read 'restricted area! do not enter!' no one was around to enforce it so she had simply slipped through the door, and up the stairwell to the roof with out any resistance.
Running a hand through her hair she smiled to her self, thinking of the warm bed she had once shared with Yasaba, and how she missed it, even in some small way. She knew she would not return to her old life, one could not move forward, and back, and intend to get anywhere after all.
She wondered how long it would take before someone noticed she was up here, though the signs read 'restricted area! do not enter!' no one was around to enforce it so she had simply slipped through the door, and up the stairwell to the roof with out any resistance.
Running a hand through her hair she smiled to her self, thinking of the warm bed she had once shared with Yasaba, and how she missed it, even in some small way. She knew she would not return to her old life, one could not move forward, and back, and intend to get anywhere after all.