by Black Velvet » Sun Feb 12, 2012 7:36 am
"Exactly. Now, I'll be going to... to see my friends." She spoke sharply, trying to sound confident, then began to edge around him, to leave and hopefully never be confronted like this again. She wasn't really scared he would turn her in, rather, she was worried that he would take the things she had stolen from her. She would fight for them, of course, but he looked a lot better fed than she was- in fact, it looked like he had regular meals! She thought of breakfast yesterday, and was even more anxious to keep the things she had stolen; she wanted to eat again today, she needed to. She knew that it was very bad to be skinny in winter.
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