Temporary Safety | Vanessa and Abigail
Vanessa had been watching and contemplating all week long. She couldn't believe they played all these cruel games around here. Vanessa was half tempted to leave on occasion, hearing about the punishments, it had been at least 6 months since the last time she'd been at the club and even then, she only game for drinks and a show. Now she was starting to feel a little more invested though as she'd come around quite a few times this week. It seemed quite a few of them were still in danger and Vanessa didn't want to put herself out there too much yet, but helping out a poor girl seemed like the nice thing to do.
She walked to the private hall, sort of pacing up and down as she waited for Abigail, Vanessa looked completely put together except she was picking at her manicure and looking rather anxious. Her hair was in a high pony tail, perfect dark curls falling onto her pale skin. She scratched her shoulder, brushing the white blouse to the side. She picked her head up and smiled as the cute brunette prostitute started to walk down the hall towards her. "Hey there." She said, appearing calm on the surface again, all the acting had paid off.