A Dark And Rainy Night
A mist of light rain fell on his multi-colored coat, moneyless and Z-less junkies clawing at his boots for a hit, as he passed by. Just this once so they could forget the cold, they said. They could pay ANYway he wanted to, they said. GraveRobber would have none of it tonight. He continued, to weave his way through the damp alleys. In the alley was the girl, that Kid. The one who Amber yelled at last night. She looked cold and alone. Probably hungry by the looks of it. He turned around. He would have none of that, either.
A Trapped Bird
Shilo peered at her bed curtains, counting the number of threads. This is what happened when one was shut up all the time. They got nervous, full of energy BEGGING to be released. Boredom takes control and the next second you find yourself comparing the feeling of different areas of the carpet.
After counting 654 threads, Shilo had lost count and fell on the bed, bored. She heard the cars outside and a nervous energy filled her limbs. She understood what birds felt like when they started batting their wings on the cages wanting to be free. Shilo was a trapped bird.
Give It To Me
Amber swung her hips seductively as she walked over to GraveRobber. She needed some Z bad. A raging head-ache and nausea-which were normal symptoms that came with Zydrate withdrawal- had drove Amber out to his alley. She let her hands trail down his chest. Once again, Amber had no money for him, meaning she would have to do what was starting to become a habit when they are together. She unbuttoned her dampened, silk shirt, and pulled his jacket off. Amber plastered a sexy smile on her face, and purred. "Give it to me." It meant both meanings now.
Annoying
Amber had once again dragged GraveRobber out of his dumpster to score some Zydrate. And once again, she had no money to pay for it. This was getting old. Grave-robbers had to eat too ya' know, and sex, unfortunately doesn't magically make hunger go away.
He growled "Bitch, pay me." She just purred a 'later' and continued to strip. GraveRobber made a noise of frustration, as he threw his jacket off. He might as well just get it over with so he could go back to sleep. She pulled him onto the damp ground. He gave her a shot of Z. GraveRobber rolled his eyes at her moans. This was getting annoying.