@emeraldarchitect | STARTER CALL
She’s not happy, that much is for certain. Her cheeks are stained with tears, leaving blank skin in their wake as they cut through her makeup. It hasn’t been a good day for Harley, to say the least. She stares down at the bustling street below, wondering if anyone else is having the same luck as her. At least here on the rooftop of one of the many apartment complexes in Gotham City, she can wallow in her self pity for as long as she’d like. Or at least she thinks she can. A green glow pervades her haze of misery. She scowls and tosses her words at the other without even looking up.
❝ Whadda y’WANT? ❞










