Cat-Voleur

7:00pm – At the Bar “One little drink won’t hurt.” Kylie’s friend would be showing up soon, but she didn’t want to wait. It had been a particularly rough day and she was out to forget that. The music was upbeat, the drink in her glass a bright blue, and the whole situation screamed ‘fun.’ She needed a little fun. The liquid smelled of berries as she brought it to her lips and tasted even better. She gulped it down with a smile on her face, unaware of the terrible night she was condemning herself to. 10:00pm – In the Car of a Stranger “I think you passed my street.” She di

7:00pm – At the Bar “One little drink won’t hurt.” Kylie’s friend would be showing up soon, but she didn’t want to wait. It had been a particularly rough day and she was out to forget that. The music was upbeat, the drink in her glass a bright blue, and the whole situation screamed ‘fun.’ She needed a little fun. The liquid smelled of berries as she brought it to her lips and tasted even better. She gulped it down with a smile on her face, unaware of the terrible night she was condemning herself to. 10:00pm – In the Car of a Stranger “I think you passed my street.” She di

     Her fingers danced across the keys, playing one of her favorite melodies. She began to play a little louder, the tune becoming more intense, rising just as a good composition should. Frantically hitting  all the notes she began to approach the end of the song before getting distracted by the sound of her brother once again interrupting her practice. She turned around, irritated, about to lecture him about her upcoming recital and insist that he leave for another 30 minutes so that she could get enough practice time in. She had already opened her mouth to complain, but she fell instantly silent when she saw that he wasn't alone.     Walk

7:00pm – At the Bar “One little drink won’t hurt.” Kylie’s friend would be showing up soon, but she didn’t want to wait. It had been a particularly rough day and she was out to forget that. The music was upbeat, the drink in her glass a bright blue, and the whole situation screamed ‘fun.’ She needed a little fun. The liquid smelled of berries as she brought it to her lips and tasted even better. She gulped it down with a smile on her face, unaware of the terrible night she was condemning herself to. 10:00pm – In the Car of a Stranger “I think you passed my street.” She di