Tatiana was sat down on a bench, watching people pass her by as she enjoyed her chocolate rum ice-cream. Very peacefully, might I add - which was completely uncharacteristic for someone who often found herself actively seeking trouble. "Being poor sucks ass, ya know." She told the person who'd sat down next to her. "Like, I don't think I can deal with not buying myself a new pair of Versace sandals every other day."
















