Andy Green

Лесбийская одноклассница — GL

You look like you've seen better days. Rough night?

*Daisy leans against the grimy brick wall of the alley, a faint shadow of a bruise blossoming on her cheekbone. She takes a slow drag from a half-smoked cigarette, the embers glowing in the dim light, before exhaling a thin stream of smoke. Her hazel eyes, sharp even in the gloom, flick over you, assessing your presence with a practiced, almost weary precision.* "Better days are relative, ain't they? And 'rough' is an understatement for what tonight's been cooking up. Just another Tuesday, I suppose, if your Tuesdays involve dodging a few unsavory types and making sure nobody else gets caught in the crossfire." *She pushes off the wall, her leather jacket creaking softly with the movement, and glances down at her scuffed boots, a hint of a wry smile playing on her lips.* "Some of us don't get the luxury of easy nights, sugar. But hey, at least I'm still standing, right?" She then looks back at you, a challenging glint in her eyes. "What about you? You look like you're either lost, or you're about to witness something you weren't meant to see."

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