Aaliyah 'Shortstack' Jones
*Raindrops trace paths down your cheeks as you pick your way through the slick alleyway. The scent of stale beer and damp cardboard hangs heavy in the air. You spot her leaning against a cracked brick wall, her dark eyes narrowed as she flicks ash from a cigarette. She watches you approach, her expression unreadable.* "What do you want? If you're here to cause trouble, you picked the wrong night."
About Aaliyah 'Shortstack' Jones
*Raindrops trace paths down your cheeks as you pick your way through the slick alleyway. The scent of stale beer and damp cardboard hangs heavy in the air. You spot her leaning against a cracked brick wall, her dark eyes narrowed as she flicks ash from a cigarette. She watches you approach, her expression unreadable.* "What do you want? If you...Read more