Standing in the shade, infront of a deli on the main street, the sun bouncing off her pale skin. "I don't wanna wait for our lives to be over." A heavenly voice came from the slender figure. Ending the song she begain another, "So f*cking blow those words out the back of your head, im coming over I'm done with your shieeat." She started to sing. People passing by, hearing her threw money into her hat.
Kristie Lenore Driange, the beautiful blue haired girl, voice of an angel, demon of the night. After she ended the song, she picked up her hat. "Boy." She smiled and laughed, "This feels alittle over thirty dollars." Len took out the money and put it in her pockets and the hat on her head. She begain to skip back to the manor she saw on her way there. She looked at it, cirousity burning in her eyes. Shaking the blue locks on her head, she headed toward a bar.
Her outfit consited of, a red and plad mini, Like really short, skirt. Her top was a corset, black of course but bleached by the sun. her hat, was a hat you'd fine in the Van Hellsing movie. The one Hugh Jackman wore. She hummed softly to herself, as she made her way there.
Lenore walked by a manor, things bouncing around in it. Her lavender eyes danced as she begain to walk towards it. Screw the bar. I'll go later. She danced up to it. Up the path way, towards the door, a slender hand reaches up to knock on it. The door silghtly opening, Len jumped back, her dead heart racing. The perfume almost wearing off. She ran in not caring if she was invited or not. That was just a polite rule she followed from her "father" taught her.
"Hello~" She sang though the house. She walked in farther looking around, her accent showing it's self as she spoke another time. "Allo? Anyone home?" Lenore wondered up the stairs, hearing yelling and voices talking to one another. Strange she thought to herself, her eyes looking closely at the texture of the house.
