|Lachryma Papaveris (loveliescruel) wrote in nevermore_logs,|
@ 2013-06-27 20:56:00
|Entry tags:||opium, saint george|
Who: Opium And George
I was hiding under your porch because I love you Meeting old friends
Where: Random Park
Warnings: Drugs, TBD
Despite only being back in the city for a few days, Opium had picked up it's rhythm fairly well. It helped that this was an old haunt of hers, and very little tended to change in big cities like this.
She'd gotten some contacts back thanks to her little bug, and thanks to Heroin she was dressed in the latest summer fashions. She rather liked these flowy dresses. Once she'd gotten everything settled she'd found a park and tipped her head to the sun. To the casual observer she was just a woman enjoying the sun. To anyone who knew her, they would know she was doing a bit more then that.
She stayed like that until she felt something very familiar. Curious she opened her eyes and grinned at the sight. "George!" She jumped up with a wave and ran towards her old friend, no thinking he may not recognize her in this form. She still went to hug him though.