Who: Belle (OT anyone)
Where: Avarice
When: Saturday evening, June 5th
Belle had been in town for little over a day and already she couldn't sit still. She wanted to rage, hit things,
scream at the top of her lungs. What she decided to do? Was go and get
drunk off her ass. She made her way downstairs dressed in skater shoes, blue denim short-shorts and a thin white hoodie. To say that she was noticed would be an understatement, and if she was at her peak? She would have been the life of the party, but coming from a broken world into one where her mother was hurt (Okay, so Rachelle wasn't
technically her mother here, but still) was a lot to handle. She smirked when she spotted her aunt at the bar, "Hey there, baby mama. Lay a beer on me."
Patience had spotted Belle as soon as she made her way downstairs and she narrowed her eyes at the blonde, thinking that Neely had gone back to her old ways. "No. How about you explain why the fuck you were up there before I drill this corkscrew into your eye?" She actually flashed the corkscrew and had a look in her eyes that she’d actually
do it, pregnant or not. Damn, that girl had spunk.
( And it's ending one minute at a time )