Re: Rooftop - Rhiannon, Celeste, Open
Rhiannon made a small noise in her throat. The tab of the can broke and fell into the remains of her beer. “When I told my family I wanted out, my uncle closed some doors to me. I opened a different one.” She set the can beside her legs. “Eccentric like making friends with fangs and claws. Knowing people who raise the dead. Not putting people in boxes. Don’t get me wrong, I can make the hard choice if I need to, but I’ve been lucky.”