drowning the sorrows that don't exist
[the sun setting makes the city look beautiful. that is, if it weren't for the loud scene going out in front of a certain pub.
There's a short, blonde girl being escorted from it by two serious-looking men. She's cursing her heart out, worse than any sailor, but they leave her to stumble into the crowds with her shouts, and return to the building. She looks around for a moment after the door closes, gives one last curse, and stumbles into a lamppost before sprawling her arms around it with a groan.]
Fucking bastards.. telling me what to do. I'm The United States of America. I have freedom. Of everything, god damn it.
(ooc; um. how's this. approach her if you dare? idek what is this
also hope this account is okay 8Db)
There's a short, blonde girl being escorted from it by two serious-looking men. She's cursing her heart out, worse than any sailor, but they leave her to stumble into the crowds with her shouts, and return to the building. She looks around for a moment after the door closes, gives one last curse, and stumbles into a lamppost before sprawling her arms around it with a groan.]
Fucking bastards.. telling me what to do. I'm The United States of America. I have freedom. Of everything, god damn it.
(ooc; um. how's this. approach her if you dare? idek what is this
also hope this account is okay 8Db)