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She twists and turns in her bed, ignoring the alarm that went off for the third time that morning. For about 2 minutes, she tried to ignore it before finally reaching her arm over and slamming her palm over the snooze button, glaring at the alarm clock. Too noisy. She then looked over at the boisterous grandfather clock that was hanging on the bland, white wall. 

[color=A2ADBC]Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock.[/color] 

It was only about 30 minutes later than the time she had arranged to get up so that wasn’t too shabby. Vrina groans as she feels her finger tips run feel paper. She looks over to her right and notices a note that was also occupying the small wooden table by her bed.

 [color=Gray][i]Vrina 
So you’ve finally woken up? I didn’t want to wake you when you looked like you were sleeping so comfortably. I have some breakfast in the microwave. Sorry, I had to go to work early today. I know that you are leaving but i’ll be home soon so could you just wait for me? Really! I’ll be back soon. Around 7:30 since I told them to let me out earlier. 
However… If you decide you are to depart, I wish you safe travels and I want you to know I love you and to be careful. Oh, and have fun!
-Rovern[/i][/color]

Vrina narrowed her eyes as she read the note. He was far too attached to her. I’m not your daughter. I don’t need you “I love you”’s.

She’d never understand why he was so nice to her. She felt like a cat that he ended up picking up. Well, that’s an idiot for you. It made her feel a bit bad that he was one of her mom’s victims. I mean, somehow they usually thought she was a faithful woman before realizing that she was a lying slut. 

Vrina got up out of the bed and walked over to the microwave. Opening it, the wonderful aroma of pancakes made her heart waver as she took them out, grabbing a bottle of maple syrup and whip cream. Vrina gobbled it up quickly, squirting the whipped cream into her mouth once she was finished. What a fattening meal he had made her. 

She lazily stretched, advancing to the restroom. With that, she washed her face and took a quick shower, refreshing herself. Once she had on her blue one piece and was ready for the day, Vrina glanced over at the clock. 6:30.

“Guess i’ll start heading over there.” She said, grabbing her bag which was already overrun by all of the things that she had put inside of it. She did think twice about simply leaving before Rovern got back but… She didn’t like good bye’s so it isn’t something she pondered on for too long. 

“Thank you.’ She whispered as she wrote the words out on a sticky note and stuck it onto the table. That should be enough. Before she left, she went through a small cabinet where Rovern usually held his cigarette packs. Gone. “Shit.” she murmured, clicking her tongue at the disappointing sight as she closed the cabinet. Well, i’ll find some somewhere. Vrina already had on her gloves as she opened the door, not looking back at the house as she left. Oh well. That’s done and I guess it’s time for something new. 
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Arriving at New Bark, Vrina had a bored expression on her face as she walked around. She didn’t actually need to [i]interact[/i] with anyone right now and that meant  she didn’t need to smile. Vrina had an air of innocence around her which was practically nonexistent but due to her looks, was still apparent. She smiled at the people that looked out of her out of habit, giving a little wave to those who seemed to be simply out of it. Keep your eyes in front of you, damn it. I don’t care if it’s an accident, ‘s fuckin disgusting to have people look at you. 

Not too bad a place. I mean, the buildings most [i]definitely[/i] weren't better than her mother's boyfriend's houses but I mean, oh well. She didn't care about her surroundings. It didn't matter either way. The place looked quite uneventful in her eyes to say the least. Dull and monotonous. Then again, that was her outlook on most things so what did she know? She could very well be the vanilla ice cream that was simply blinded by her own unwillingness to change. 

The first thing she did when she got there was look for a cigarette. She needed one. Now. Ok, no. I’m not an addict. She had heard all of the reasons not to do them and even read a book about it when she was bored. Cancer, heart attacks, strokes, yada yada yada. She kept hearing the even more not-so-pretty stuff leaning towards guys though. Premature ejaculation, lowers your libido, and what was it… Oh yeah! Erectile disfunction. Well, not that it wasn’t shitty for both genders. 

Vrina continued to wonder if anyone had any on them, already playing with her small black lighter in her pocket. Soon, she saw two people that were talking on the bench. A girl and a boy that she had no opinion towards. Not important. Her eyes then wandered over to the other man that was there. [i]He[/i] was of importance to her. [i]He[/i] had a cigarette. 

Vrina walked over to him, looking him dead in the eyes with no care for who he was. She didn’t care if he screamed asshole if you judged him based on his looks. Honestly, she’s fine with insults. What’s the big deal if she gets a smoke out of it in the end? [color=#A2ADBC]“Do you, by any chance, happen to have another?”[/color] She asked, looking at the cigarette and back at the stranger with a smile on her face. Her famous fake smile that took people a while to perceive that it was in fact fake.

Please do. I fucking swear. Because you know, I need one of those toxic things in my system right now. Who cares about the things that go along with it? Death by cigarettes. Oh, the [i]tragedy.[/i][/center]