Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5290299-20140428031950/@comment-5290299-20140506014744

Flannery watched the car drive past the many buildings. Her elbow sat against the car door, her head resting on her enclosed fist, watching the scenery in boredom.

When was it, the last time she felt like this? This ugly, miserable feeling?

Right, when her sister ran away form home.

Was she too rough?

Was she too cold?

Its my fault...I get that...