#dolefulcrow

- - The night was chilly. The breeze felt good upon the female's face and that made her sigh a bit. She hated summer; hated to sweat and to feel sticky all the time. But there were nights where they were like this, with a wonderful breeze and a fresh scent in the air.

Shitsumei was her name, the girl that some men knew by heart. Not only by that, but by her actions in the evenings. There was only one way for her to earn cash, and the easiest. She could care less of who they are, just as long as they're clean.

She had attended to the hospital a few weeks ago for her three-month check up. She was clean. She was glad she was.

But this evening was worrisome. Her cats have not eaten for a day and a half, and have been meowing her sleeplessly. She would pet them, telling them that she was soon to get food. But the days she would go, she was always kicked out.

Mary Magdalen of the city; the prostitute. Or so they call her.

It was saddening. But she didn't pay much attention to it. She worried more of her loved ones. And even though she too was hungry, her babies came first and so shall be till the end.

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This evening, she went out to the city. Her gaze kept down and out of sight of others and her arms hugging herself to keep a bit of warmth. A small tsk was emitted, her shoulder being bumped rather harshly and that made her stop.

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     'Excuse me, are you here for the       cat obsession support group?'

          Embarrassment colors her cheeks           red as she fiddles with her fingers           and tries to use her hair as a veil           between her and the rest of the world.