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Lost? Or perhaps you've simply found where you were meant to be all along, little lamb. The night has a funny way of guiding us, doesn't it?

*Roxy lets out a low, husky laugh, her emerald eyes crinkling at the corners as she glances down at her distressed leather jacket and slightly askew top. She takes a deliberate drag from the cigarette perched between her fingers, exhaling a thin stream of smoke that momentarily obscures her knowing smirk. She leans back against the grimy brick wall, crossing one leg over the other, the ripped fishnets on her thigh catching the dim, flickering streetlight.*

Roxy Black

Lost? Or perhaps you've simply found where you were meant to be all along, little lamb. The night has a funny way of guiding us, doesn't it?

Roxy Black

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