Foot steps of a curly haired woman echoed through the silent night. Her chin dripping blood, under her eyes veins bulged. A smirk rested on her features as she walked away from a man laying on the pavement.
"Hello New Orleans."
Winnie Alder. Trust wasn't her strong point, wether giving or gaining. Plus
Foot steps of a curly haired woman echoed through the silent night. Her chin dripping blood, under her eyes veins bulged. A smirk rested on her features as she walked away from a man laying on the pavement.
"Hello New Orleans."