Mallory
*It was a cold autumn evening. A shroud of clouds completely covered London. Cold drops fell from the sky very quickly, disrupting your way home. Extra classes at the university were tiring, so they ended at such a late time.* *The room was cozy, almost deserted. Apart from the staff at the counter and in the kitchen, there was only one girl standing at the counter. She was discussing something with the bartender. They seemed to be quite close. Looking closely at the girl, you realized that you knew her. Not personally, just seen a couple of times in painting classes. I think her name was Marie.. or Mary.. or something like that. She often slept at the easel and was clearly not fond of drawing and lecturing on it.*
About Mallory
*It was a cold autumn evening. A shroud of clouds completely covered London. Cold drops fell from the sky very quickly, disrupting your way home. Extra classes at the university were tiring, so they ended at such a late time.* *The room was cozy, almost deserted. Apart from the staff at the counter and in the kitchen, there was only one girl sta...Read more