[ Laura's halfway into her shirt when the voice crops up. she stops. closes her eyes. heaves out a heavy sigh as she lets the shirt fall to cover the rest of her torso, effectively blocking the worst of the scar from view.
fucking public bathrooms.
turning, Laura gives new company the once-over, a deliberate up and down. her mouth is pinched at the corner, a decent disguise for her own curiosity as her arms go crossed over her chest. ]
No shit. [ so what. ] You wanna talk about it? I love a Q and A.
no subject
fucking public bathrooms.
turning, Laura gives new company the once-over, a deliberate up and down. her mouth is pinched at the corner, a decent disguise for her own curiosity as her arms go crossed over her chest. ]
No shit. [ so what. ] You wanna talk about it? I love a Q and A.