mm_j (mm_j) wrote in morningstar_mnr, @ 2010-03-25 13:45:00 |
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Entry tags: | anastasia, emily |
Anastasia, Mocha, Thursday evening. OTA and MW!
Anastasia sat at a table in the Mocha with one sleeve of her bright blue sweater rolled up to look at a nasty hand-shaped bruise on her forearm. She'd noticed it while getting dressed this morning, but couldn't remember where or how she'd gotten it.
Not Gavin, she knew. So where?
Out of curiousity she rested her left hand on the bruise and it matched exactly. One palm, four fingertips and one thumb. She'd done this to herself.
When? Why?
Shivering a little, she crossed her arms over her chest and took a sip of coffee.