the crowd gathered unknown of what was going on, and with that lip huddled against himself, taking a long drag from the nearly butted cigarette. it was much colder back home than here, or that he could remember. his eyes continued to study the accident in front of them, as everyone around seemed puzzled by what had happened. as lip turned to leave, he turned as he saw a familiar figure. “m--mandy?’’ he shouted, confused if it was her, or if he was seeing things. @brokenandbeatened











