OPEN RP | Tara
She’d had enough. After the last one almost made her jump out of her skin with the gnarly faces it had pulled, Tara fled from her house despite the late hour, thankful the corner store was 24/7. She was still shaking when she grabbed the four tall boys from the fridge, and tears threatened to spill by the time she left the store, beer in hand. When would it end?









