try + miss fortune ? o:
send me characters you want me to try / accepting
A swig of her rum . Sarah’s face is solemn , chin cupped in her hand as she stares . She’s not one to sulk , but it’s one of those nights where her demons seem to be ripping their way out of her head . What better to do than drown those demons in rum at a tavern ?
Her shoulder is throbbing . Had it been doing that all night ? No . It only happens when she thinks of her mother and father .
She’d avenged them . Knocking that bastard Gangplank out of his place had felt so damn satisfying , invigorating even . Still , it wouldn’t fill the whole . No matter what she accomplished , they’d never be there to see .
Another drink , slammed to the counter before she raises . She needs something to distract her . It doesn’t take long for her vision to set on someone she likes the look of .
“ C’mon , honey . Let’s go find somethin’ a little more fun . “











