Tristeza
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Jun 1, 2009
Luca grumbled to herself, her mind somewhere else entirely than the music booming on her ears. Boys could be retards, but girls? Girls could be so fucking catty! One talk with a hot guy at a party and boom, the drunk fans all start squirming and pointing fingers at her, the misfit. Just because she actually had a different fashion taste than the mainstream pageant princesses' look. And because she knocked a few teeth out of some too. Details. Just for that, she couldn't talk with a 'normal' guy that had been nice to her in the first place? Ridiculous.
She'd left her old truck at the edge of the forest, venturing into the trees without a care for whatever came her way. With her mood, odds were Luca would even punch a bear in the face. Maw. Whatever. She just needed to walk it off before returning to the dorms, else some girl was going to get mawled. Her boots pounded the dirt, heedless of anything that could be lying in the shadows of the night. Luca didn't care.
She'd left her old truck at the edge of the forest, venturing into the trees without a care for whatever came her way. With her mood, odds were Luca would even punch a bear in the face. Maw. Whatever. She just needed to walk it off before returning to the dorms, else some girl was going to get mawled. Her boots pounded the dirt, heedless of anything that could be lying in the shadows of the night. Luca didn't care.