“Where the hell did you find this?”
The only thing I know of the hooded figure is his voice, his voice that is often dripping with downright annoyance that he reserves especially for speaking with me.
Grinning, I place my booted feet upon the crappy wooden table infront of us and he has to spring the bag out of my disastrous way before I can crush its contents.
“Well I obviously bought it at t...
Emery’s whole life had been one big performance. So as she waited backstage for her number to be called, she did not feel the curdling anxiety in her gut that all the other girls were surely feeling. For performing was all she had ever known.
Though, she was beginning to grow impatient and her foot, that she had wrapped pristinely in her favourite pointe shoes, was tapping methodically against th...
Sophie did not like working with thieves, they were sticky fingered, conniving, backstabbing lunatics who only looked out for themselves. Upon telling people this she was often met with weird stares — after all she was a thief herself. However, she was also a thief low down in the criminal food chain and therefore had no control over who she worked with when her boss dictated that she must take so...
