@scriptorxfabularumβ sent:Β βwhat do people around here do to have some fun?β ~Matilde for Fish from:Β π Β * Β β Β π ππππ πππππππ ππππππππ ππππππππ. Β
Fish Lecter looked up, plucking her earphone out of her ear. The true crime podcast she was listening to kept going with no one listening. Tilting her head, she examined the young woman who was talking to her. She was rather pretty in a mischievous kind of way, with her pointy nose and blue eyes. And clearly she was bold, just talking to someone she had never met before. Luckily, Fish was a rather social teenager.Β
βIn Baltimore?β she said, before nonchalantly taking a sip out of her Starbucks sparkly pink cup (filled to the brim with blood),Β βwell, the aquarium is nice. Itβs my favorite thing to do around here.β
She smelled odd. Fishβs sense of smell was a lot sharper now, and there was definitely something wrong with this woman. In fact, she... almost smelled like her. Fish couldnβt help but scrunch up her nose briefly.
βAre you new in town?β she asked, mostly to make conversation. The odor surrounding this strange was puzzling her too much to really focus.Β
