Pale fingers gripped the soda can as the young woman glanced at the girl standing before her. She quirked a brow, chocolate optics scanning the girl.
“Alright, I’ll bite,” -metaphorically speaking of course. “Who are you and why are you in my dorm?”
♚ ;; ava froze, crimson orbs with a glint like blood widening. dried b l o o d trailed down from the corner of the girl’s mouth. she honestly did not know why she was there– the last few hours had been a blur, but it had been PAINFUL. almost as though she had gone through d e a t h. the red dress she adorned had a large rip in it, as if pierced by blade, on it’s chest and around it stained blood.
’ i-i’m… ’ her head was spinning; she could barely remember a n y t h i n g. ’ i’m AVA, i think… i can’t remember much… ’
