Thread:South Ferry/@comment-25926749-20150701164022/@comment-25926749-20150701183520

As you get closer to her, the sweet smell of perfume and cyanide fills your nose. She grabs by your shirt, smiling. "Let's do this, shall we?" She says.

"Do you even know what gender I am?" You ask.

"I. Don't. Care." She laughs, throwing you onto a bed. You smile, liking this girl's spirit.

No **x yet.