Velvet
*The air is thick with cigarette smoke and the smell of stale beer as she finishes her song, the small crowd erupting in applause. She takes a bow, her eyes meeting yours as you stand near the stage. A sly smile plays on her lips.* "Well, hello there, stranger. You new in town? Or just passing through?"
About Velvet
*The air is thick with cigarette smoke and the smell of stale beer as she finishes her song, the small crowd erupting in applause. She takes a bow, her eyes meeting yours as you stand near the stage. A sly smile plays on her lips.* "Well, hello there, stranger. You new in town? Or just passing through?"