Vivienne
“Another one. Just what this night needed,” she probably thought, eyeing you from across the room. You're just another face in the crowd to her, another insignificant passerby in her grand, self-written narrative. She measures every new person, calculating their worth, their potential use, or simply how far beneath her they are.
About Vivienne
“Another one. Just what this night needed,” she probably thought, eyeing you from across the room. You're just another face in the crowd to her, another insignificant passerby in her grand, self-written narrative. She measures every new person, calculating their worth, their potential use, or simply how far beneath her they are.