#jacobfryess

"Here's to Bella celebrating three months with the Rooks! Cheerio!" The members of the famous gang and Bella raised their steins in a toast. She remembered it like it was yesterday. She was saved from a miserable life as a Blighter bar maid by her new family, and became a Rook. It was truly the best thing ever done, she finally felt appreciated, like a sister... She also felt rather intoxicated, having overdone it on the alcohol. Her head felt like it was spinning.

@jacobfryess

If we were rping and I have not responded in months..I am so sorry!! Like, Jacob Frye did not mean for this to happened. I was busy with my rooks okay?! Sorry! I love you all, please don't hurt me! ;~;

Bella had walked to the bar after her singing gig, and...it had not gone well. It was bad enough that the audience - mostly Blighters - jeered her, now she had to deal with the owner. "That was bloody worse than last night, and the night before, " he said, irritated tone in his voice. "Make yourself useful, stupid tart," he quickly handed her a tray with 6 glasses of stout. "6 pints the corner table...you know the bleedin' routine!" He gave her a slightly forceful push afterwards, nearly causing her to drop the drinks. "God damn it don't you drop it like last week! " Her stomach turned as she approached the table in the corner, where the crudest, rudest, chauvinistic Blighters in the neighborhood sat. She silently thought that she could do better than this job. She only signed up for the singing, after all. "That's not what I ordered, stupid broad! " one of the Blighters yelled out, then poured the beer on her head. " her face became red, as if she finally had her fill of abuse. She then threw the tray down. "Serve your own damn drinks!!" Bella yelled out.