TIME: Late evening LOCATION: The Woodlands STATUS: Closed, @queencfheart
Step after step, on her way to meet someone that she should never want to talk to again, Alice’s thoughts become untamable. She doesn’t know where she’s going, but her feet still take her the right way. They were on auto-pilot; her head was nowhere near where she was and it was way above the clouds. Alice’s mind was so hard to understand that sometimes not even the girl had a clue about what the fuck she was thinking.
The halls of the Woodlands looked more expensive than the shitty apartment she lived in but Alice was never one for opulence; what would be the point if she would rarely be inside her apartment, anyway? Looking at each door as she passed them, Alice was looking for the one that she had found out belonged to Scarlet. It was a piece of information that always sat at the back of her mind though Alice was sure she would never find any use for it. Most of the things she knew were useless in one way or another, their only purpose is the satisfaction of her curiosity.
Alice knocked on the door three times and stood there waiting. Boredom was already creeping up. Either that or she found herself becoming anxious with anticipation. They were too similar in a way.