DRUNK AT THE END OF THE WORLD.
Carolina roth found her self a sloppy mess yet again. Hardly able to keep her eyes open or her legs closed. The dim light from the jack daniels sign bouncing off her pale skin. "I need a cigarette" Carolina mumbles. She reaches into her purse and rummages thru until she finds her cigarette pack. Shes down to her lucky. "Fuck. Ill have to stop by the gas station on my way home" A man approaches her. Greasy hair, goatee, stained teeth. "Need a light? "













