STATUS: closed LOCATION: the dustlands TAGGED: @dustlnds
Rowan sighed, lifting the metal frames of her aviator sunglasses to a perch at her crown as she approached the curtained door of the dustlands, a perfectly packaged box of cupcakes nestled between her hip and her hand. She needed this. She needed her best friend, and the prospect of turning the words spinning that were so quickly in her head she couldn’t seem to reach out and grab them to put them in order into something pretty was all to appealing to the young brunette. “Knock, knock..” She called out, not bothering to wait before walking through the beaded entrance, immediately stretching the hand holding the box of cupcakes out to the woman, her other hand supporting the other side as it moved. “All new flavors. Can I rattle off the stupid shit playing pin ball in my brain while you draw what comes to mind? You can pick the spot.” The green eyed beauty gave her friend the puppy dog face, head falling back into a pout as she offered Nat the cupcakes.