#getbystarter

Percy leaned forward, desperately attempting to get a flame to ignite, dark brows threading together in annoyance as icy optics stared down the mouth of her lighter. A cigarette drooped lazily between her lips, the only thing holding it there was a dissatisfied frown. Once and a while, the flame would catch- the smell of gas ticking her nostrils as it fluttered its warmth about until the wind swallowed it. When she got the flame once more, Percy cupped the orange glow with her bare palm- guiding it's tip to the end of her cigarette. The fire licked g r e e d i l y at the cigarettes end before it sparked, the a puff of ash emitting from the nicotine stuffed end as the brunette leaned back against the brick wall- exhaling in relief. She opened her eyes, not even noticing they had fluttered shut, and made immediate eye contact with a patron who was staring at her. "Can I help you?"

---My brother and my dad are fighting, and I just needed somewhere else to be.