Sienna Finch (prettylilpyscho) wrote in snitchers, @ 2018-05-22 10:47:00 |
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Entry tags: | char: sienna finch |
Who: Sienna Finch & OPEN
When: Tuesday, May 22nd
Where: Outskirts of Tinworth
What: Blowing off some steam
Rating: TBD
Sienna had stared at her father's familiar handwriting for nearly an hour after he last wrote her. Warrington was interested in her sister. Sienna didn't blame him for that, of course. Nadia was a darling, the sweetest girl Sienna had ever met, but she'd be lying if she said it didn't sting. Nadia was so young and watching her only served to remind Sienna that she was anything but young.
Her birthday had been two weeks prior. Thirty. It was a number she wasn't prepared to face. Sienna had spent the day locked in her flat, making good use of the five bottles of wine she'd taken from her father's home. She had laughed a little at the irony of used aged and vintage wine to soothe her worries about aging.
And now, her sister was going to be courted. Fucking courted. Sienna couldn't help but be a little resentful. No one had ever so much as looked at her as more than a good fuck. And while she knew she was an amazing lay, she also knew the world she'd been raised in. Men valued women who they deemed to be good partners. And now Sienna was thirty, alone, and if she were being honest, lonely.
Incapable of dealing with her emotions in any mature or healthy manner, Sieanna had taken a bottle of firewhiskey and headed off toward the edge of town. There was a small thicket of trees she could hide in, drown her sorrows for a bit, and then go back and trail the git who thought he was good enough for her sister. Sienna painted several targets on trees with her wand and opened the bottle. For the next hour or so, she fired off every spell she could think of between chugs from the bottle.