It was extremely late. Too late to go home, too tired to want to. She walks to the bar and quickly glances at the patrons as she took a seat a baron stool. Her hand releases a tattered bag full of fish. It settles on the ground, slightly opening. Her forehead reaches her forearm on the counter-top before another thought was made;her blondes strands falling over her shoulders within the same motion. Shortly after sitting, she realizes how awful she smelled.
‘Great..’
She cringes and tucks her nose into her sleeve which didn't seem be any better.
“Arg..â€
She lazily stares at the free dangling strands of hair and awaits the bar keep. As she waits, she listens intently at to the crowd she passed on the way to the bar. Eavesdropping has always been enjoyable. She was never surprised by what she heard but often times what she was hearing always managed to make her smile.
‘Great..’
She cringes and tucks her nose into her sleeve which didn't seem be any better.
“Arg..â€
She lazily stares at the free dangling strands of hair and awaits the bar keep. As she waits, she listens intently at to the crowd she passed on the way to the bar. Eavesdropping has always been enjoyable. She was never surprised by what she heard but often times what she was hearing always managed to make her smile.
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