Hello, this is something I wanted to try. Tell me do you think it's good?
It all seemed like an awkward and a large imagination when he was standing in front of me. I looked in to his dark eyes. Was this man real? He shacked my hand and said his name Was Sweeney Todd. I felt like I was blushing while I said my name. I was a 40 year old Female Named Nellie Lovett. I had a meat pie shop on Fleetstreet just below an old empty barber shop. They said it was haunted. But I didn't believe that. Just after the man called Sweeney Left I closed my shop and sat down in my living room and pored myself a nice glass of gin. And I drunk it immediately. While I felt the liquor burn in my throat. I needed to know more about him! Who was he? How old was he? Where'd he come from? Did he have a wife? These questions went through my mind I was helpless.