#renli

There was a wild party being thrown by some cool city kids Renli had gone to school with. Of course she wasn't friends with them before but now she was the badass, the tough gang girl, the big rebel - and they were happy to have her at their illegal get togethers. 

The hangar was huge and open and where no adult or agent would come looking. The place was already bopping when Renli got there, carrying a bottle of vodka that was about three quarters full, despite being opened on her trip there. Now, after about an hour of dancing and drinking, her short skirt had risen up to just under the curve of her butt and her tank top hung low so that the top of her black bra was showing. There was a person in front of her and the Rag Doll cracked some sloppy joke that made the kids around her laugh. With fuzzy vision and a slow thought process, Renli danced closer to the person, her hands in the air and her hips moving from side to side. 

Thank god Bri had agreed to go exploring with her. She'd been acting strange lately so Renli figured they both needed some fresh air. The Rag Doll grabbed her jacket, stuck a knife in her boot, and scrawled a quick note so the other girls would know where they went off to. Some Brenli time was necessary, the brunette decided. 

The sunlight made funny shadows around Renli's room. Stripes across her legs, odd squares on the floor... The Rag Doll grunted as she rolled over and tried to push her comforter off. The fabric was all tangled with her legs so she had to kick a few times before freeing herself. Renli stumbled out of bed and to her dresser, which she made out of scraps of wood, old pieces of broken items, and boxes. She squinted as she searched for her brush, wishing she could just fall back asleep. 

As her hands found the handle, Renli licked her lips. She was thirsty. Quickly she ran the bristles through her hair, tearing at the knots relentlessly. Next, the Doll opened some 'drawers' and threw on some clothes before marching out of her room, shutting the door behind her.