A week since Rae had been sent to spend an evening at Club Apocalypse had passed without a word from the girl. Rae would be escorted in by whoever, she wasn?t paying attention, with a smile on her face and her eyes half closed. You?d almost think she must?ve gotten laid were it not for the fact her hair was still in place and her clothes were still in order ? something that rarely happened after Rae had gotten lost in the heat of a moment. Her normally chaotic aura was unusually still.
Dreamily she asks, ?Where?s Mary? I?m supposed to talk ta Mary.? She managed to take the seat Marguerite offered her in the corner booth. Heavy eyelids falling shut again already.
Dreamily she asks, ?Where?s Mary? I?m supposed to talk ta Mary.? She managed to take the seat Marguerite offered her in the corner booth. Heavy eyelids falling shut again already.