i'm... F R E E. [private, queen-douchebag]
This was one of those days that Hope just didn't give a fuck.
The Sagittarian female walked on the sidewalk, headset on her head while listening to Bryan Adam's Get Off My Back. It wasn't on too loud, so that way she could still hear things going on around her. She just didn't want to worry too much about the world around her.
You think that you can take me on?
The whole song was restarting again, but that was perfectly fine~ everything was going well. Hope's short cut, feathery auburn hair shinned under the sunlight, her green eyes lighting up as well to take on an almost extraterrestrial like hue.
She began to boogy to the beat now, not giving a single shit what assmonkey wanted to look at her weirdly. She didn't want to care about anything other than the music right now- this was her escape from all the negativity.
And so help you God if you try and interrupt it.