#twinfoldlust

[cigarettesandleatherjackets-blog]

==> Say hi. Again.

How many trolls are going to be here? Seriously?! You've met at least fifteen in less than two or three hours. You took a deep breath, reaching in your pocket and putting a cigarette in your mouth. Lighting it up, you blew it to where it burned down slightly, moving it to your side and blowing it toward them.

"sup evweryone'

[necronician]

twinfoldlust started following you

<And what have we here?>

<I'm Liethe. Who might yov be?>

[discardedfantrolls]

==> November 21st, 2010 8:12 PM

> The little troll sighed a little as she sat down on a bench and set her travel bag down between her legs. She wore clothes that didn't match with the weather and while she did have on a coat, her bare legs were freezing in the autumn night chill. As she sat there, her stomach grumbled loudly about how empty it was. Looking down at her abdomen, she sighed again.

>>--> I know, I hear you. But I don't have any more money. I blew it all on that train ride. I need to work at least once and then I can get some- oh my fucking god I'm talking to my own stomach. That's it. I've gone off the fucking deep end.

> She growled to herself. Exasperated, she barely paid attention when someone came by and shoved a flier in her hands.

>>--> ??

> Looking at the paper, she read what it said by the light of a street lamp. It was some advertisement for a brothel. Lightening up, she wondered if maybe she could mooch off some of the customers there and get paid for her work without associating with the business inside. Hopefully, she'd get away and feed herself before she got caught.

> When she got there, the place was quiet, although as she looked, she saw a few guys go in in groups of 2-3, and they came out that way, possibly to diffuse suspicion. She relocated her ass to a bench near the entrance and sat there with her legs crossed to catch the eye of a potential customer.