inyri forge (17)/star wars/barthing
It'd been a few days since Wes had gone. (At least she'd kept him there one night longer than he'd wanted).
She'd stared at the door every day til she had to go to bed, picking at the food the waitrats set in front of her (Bar carefully making sure she kept eating), cigarettes burning to ash between her fingers and if she could get alcohol here, she'd be drunk.
As it was, soda did fine.
She'd stared at the door every day til she had to go to bed, picking at the food the waitrats set in front of her (Bar carefully making sure she kept eating), cigarettes burning to ash between her fingers and if she could get alcohol here, she'd be drunk.
As it was, soda did fine.