Leila sighed to her self looking around as she walked through the party, rum and coke in hand. Her boyfriend, Adrien had passed out already. She sighed to her self. She had told him not to drink so bloody much but he never listened to her when it came to alcohol. She sighed to her self and took another sip of her drink and looked around trying to find someone to talk to.
She sighed to herself and sat on the couch. She was dress in a black skirt, ended a an inch above her knees with tights underneath and a pair of flats. On top she had a orange shirt with black straps on the tops. She wore a pair of ballet flats and her brown hair was tied back with a white bow loosely.
She sighed to herself and sat on the couch. She was dress in a black skirt, ended a an inch above her knees with tights underneath and a pair of flats. On top she had a orange shirt with black straps on the tops. She wore a pair of ballet flats and her brown hair was tied back with a white bow loosely.