Post by -TheBanshee- on Feb 17, 2010 1:51:51 GMT -5
"Umm, I'll have whatever's in that bottle," Maria D' Arc was saying.
"Whiskey?" the bartender asked, looking at her like she just said she came from the moon.
"Yeah...." Maria trailed off. Inside, she was a mess. Today she woke up at 7 am and she could barely pour cereal into a blow without making a mess. She marvelled that she was able to find her way here without being run over...
Someone sat down next to her. Maria didn't look up.
"Whiskey?" the bartender asked, looking at her like she just said she came from the moon.
"Yeah...." Maria trailed off. Inside, she was a mess. Today she woke up at 7 am and she could barely pour cereal into a blow without making a mess. She marvelled that she was able to find her way here without being run over...
Someone sat down next to her. Maria didn't look up.