Post by Candy on Mar 30, 2008 14:51:17 GMT -5
Candy sat at the end of the dock with her pale legs dangling off the edge. She ran her fingers through her hair and sighed loud enough for everyone in Brooklyn to hear her. Candy liked to be noticed, and couldn't stand it when people ignored her, but most did, she was mean, and a bit on the annoying side.
She cracked her knuckles, she had already been in seven fights this week and won, well, most of them. He stood and dusted off the ragged skirt. A bottle rolled to her feet and without thinking, she bent down to pick it up, gin, her favorite a small amount was left at the bottom. She tipped it up and placed it to her lips as a few drops fell into her mouth.She wiped her face with her sleeve and sat back down.
She cracked her knuckles, she had already been in seven fights this week and won, well, most of them. He stood and dusted off the ragged skirt. A bottle rolled to her feet and without thinking, she bent down to pick it up, gin, her favorite a small amount was left at the bottom. She tipped it up and placed it to her lips as a few drops fell into her mouth.She wiped her face with her sleeve and sat back down.
