#jamesjohnsen

Being in the community was a constant state of strangeness, the zombie dream had her in strange state over the past month or so. She needed a moment to shake herself out of the funnel of hell her mind had gone on the moment she'd seen his face in the crowd of the food stands and was now focusing on the art. Something calm and easy, she looked up at a rather interesting piece and adjusted the dupatta a little. It'd been ages since she had an excuse to pull a lehenga out and so she'd taken the full opportunity to show off maybe get herself a tasty distraction. "It's a shame this is ice, it'd look great in our lobby."