Post by Hanako on Feb 9, 2012 19:47:22 GMT -5
Characters: Hanako and somebody for her to love down or be mean to. So, ya know, whoever.
Time: Mid-day on a Saturday
Location: The lounge on a coach
Soft snores and a bit of mumbling tumbled out of Hanako's fading fuchsia pink lips. She laid in the awkward position on the side of her body with one arm curled against her head and the other dangling off of the coach along with part of the long jacket that was acting as a blanket. Her purple hair had been put up into two buns on the top of her head were now tangled and slowly coming undone with small wisps of hair falling and framing her face.
For a small moment she may have looked delicate; even innocent. But upon closer inspection that thought was driven away by the two empty vodka bottles laying on the floor next to her and the black lace underwear that was peeping out of her tight miniskirt as she shifted her legs.
Suddenly Hanako shifted in her sleep. Her body moved to it's other side and her electric blue nails scratched at her crotch with the movement. Another escaped mumble and she laid still looking as harmless as she could.
Time: Mid-day on a Saturday
Location: The lounge on a coach
Soft snores and a bit of mumbling tumbled out of Hanako's fading fuchsia pink lips. She laid in the awkward position on the side of her body with one arm curled against her head and the other dangling off of the coach along with part of the long jacket that was acting as a blanket. Her purple hair had been put up into two buns on the top of her head were now tangled and slowly coming undone with small wisps of hair falling and framing her face.
For a small moment she may have looked delicate; even innocent. But upon closer inspection that thought was driven away by the two empty vodka bottles laying on the floor next to her and the black lace underwear that was peeping out of her tight miniskirt as she shifted her legs.
Suddenly Hanako shifted in her sleep. Her body moved to it's other side and her electric blue nails scratched at her crotch with the movement. Another escaped mumble and she laid still looking as harmless as she could.
