She watched the confrontation, her eyes dull and lifeless as she didn’t understand what was going on. What were they talking about? Though, watching the brunette woman defend her.. simply talking to the man, her eyes sparkled. Who was she? she simply watched in awe as the two talked. She leaned on the table, closing her eyes and thinking while the two talked. She was so cool… she blushed lightly.
She perked up when Aveline sat next to her, her eyes sparkling lightly.
“I..I’m.. lucky?”
She looked back over at the bar, looking down.
“What does that mean…? ‘have me for the night’…?”
She asked politely, looking in her glass. moving her finger around the top. She looked lost in her own world… her damp hair dripping down slower and slower.
“You’re very cool, miss… I heard you telling your story when I walked in… can you tell me one?”
She looked back at Aveline, still moving her finger around the entrance of the glass cup. Her eyes sparkled again.
“Many people have told me stories, but none make sense. This world is confusing.”
She said blankly, her eyes falling back into dullness and… eeriness. She was a strange child.
