+animathinker
From only a few short days ago, everything had changed about the atomosphere. Whether it was becasue of the violent scene she had caused the other day, or from some other source, Sam didn't care. Everything was nice and calm, something that wasn't common on this side of town.
The bell above the door rang with large glass and metal doors swinging open and closed. "Hello," she sang, taking the shot glasses out from the cabinets and placing them on a metal plate.










