[She loved to stroll in Xanadu during her lunch break, she ate little and quickly to admire the nature beginning to bloom at Spring. The seasonal allergies didn't affect her. As she walks, she catches the glimpse of a young man, sitting on a bench, drinking a bottle of coke. At distance, she can distinguished something dark on the surface of his skin, growing curious she approaches but not until the hand had been put out her sight. This virus is making me paranoid.]
Make sure to not leave your cigarette on the grass when you finish.
comment log *was busy yesterday*
Make sure to not leave your cigarette on the grass when you finish.