Who: Dee and Vivian What: Oh god.. weird fucked up shit, for real. I don't even know. Playing Mommy and daddy. Maybe bad bad stuff When: The other day Where: Wherever the hell Vivian lives Warnings: Many.. possibly violence and sex and yeah.. just bad bad stuff
Dee didn't really know why she was going over to this guy's house except that they had an amusing conversation. And he said that she was pretty. That was enough for her. Besides, she needed someone to take care of her since her stupid brother wasn't here and neither was any of his crackheaded friends.
After she'd finally found his place, she knocked on the door carefully, glancing around just in case. One of the best things she was good at was running from the cops. They were always on her about stuff.