Play Mate Who: Dom & Chris When: Sunset Where: Outside Chris's apartment
Dom lounged against the windshield of the stranger's car, basking in the faded rays of the setting sun and soaking in the remaining heat etched into the metal. Unable to produce body heat of her own, Dom was simply enjoying the opportunity to use the car like a large electronic rock, the sort purchased for pet lizards to enjoy.
Blond hair hung down either side of her pale face in loose pig tails. A pair of faded blue jean capris stood out against the hood of the car almost as much as the sunshine yellow blouse Dom wore. She was barefoot, as usual, with no memory of where she had left her shoes or if there had been shoes to begin with.
Her thoughts were, however, at present with the wispy clouds hanging in the sky. The light had not yet faded completely, and she could still make out their shapes. This one was an elephant. That one was a genie lamp. And this one was a candle. It was an engrossing activity for her -- at present, anyway.