Post by Rose Scarlet on Jan 4, 2013 0:03:39 GMT -5
Rose walked along the streets of Nova City. Her shoulder were stiff from her work at the cafe. Carrying the heavy stacks of dishes and cleaning them afterwords plus cleaning the store after everyone was gone. Rose was surprised at herself what she would do for a raise. She was nineteen years old. Just out of high school, no money for collage and no real hope for a future. She seemed knew to the city even thought she apparently had been living in it for about a year now. Rose was confused about her past and thought long and hard on it too. She had meet many people who calmed to know her, but she could not recall one of them. Rose wondered if she had a twin out there or something along the lines that she didn't know.
Rose let out a long sigh as she thought on her life. She was living in a small apartment that was not pride and joy, she had a small pay, no friends, and no family. Rose was a loner of loners. Yet, she really didn't mind. She had a fine life. She had a home, food, money, and was not ill or dead. She could not think of one thing she didn't have that she needed to get by in this world. Then, after feel a wet cold drop upon her warm soft pale white cheek she realized she needed one thing, an umbrella. Looking up, she noticed the sky was dark with gray clouds. Letting out a growl she looked around for some shelter. It was not in her favor that no shops were around for her to hide in, only a small shop umbrella that hung above a vacant store. Rose ran over to the shelter, her jean jacket above her head to keep what ran she could of her hair.
