I'm hungry.

It's something I noticed around here.

All the pretty hot men around here are either spoken for, or -in most cases- gay.
Convenient. PFF.

Honestly, I'm not too surprised about the weather. The only problem now is getting to work. And the cafe. Dammit, that girl was supposed to bring brownies! MAGIC BROWNIES!

Long legs, you had better not eat them all, you hear me? Or... I'll eat you! That's right, buddy, I'll cook you up for dinner and turn your leftovers into sandwiches! With mustard and mayo and extra pickles~ Mmm....

I HAVE A JOB. A job. A REAL job! THIS IS NO DREAM. Income! Food! Cash! FOOD! Sure it's at an adult shop. Beggars can't be choosers

... Come to think of it, I have no idea where this shop is.

Isn't it amazing just how desperate a person's thoughts become when they reach a certain stage of physical stress?
I'm hungry.
So hungry.

I wonder if the girls next door would notice if a little bit of food was missing. Just a little. A teeny little bit!

Heh.

Barely a month here, and already I've been assaulted. How lucky am I.

No one underestimates me. No one.

( Private//Unhackable )

Any strong, chivalrous guys out there willing to help a young maiden in need?

I've run into a brick wall on my Fashion Design project.

What can I work with if I have no money to buy materials?

Friday 13th, eh? I have no idea why some people are so freaked out by this day. It's simply a friday. That happens to be the thirteenth day of the month. Gee, how frightening.

... I want to stay home today. I'm not feeling well, that's it! I caught pneumonia. Fending off thugs from a little old lady in the streets.

I'm hungry. I'm poor. I'm cold.

Tobacco Man, you find anything yet?

GODDAMMITALLTOHELL!!! I've lost my wallet! MY FREAKIN' WALLET! I had EVERYTHING I needed in there! My ID, my driver's licenses, my cash-!

I hope no one tries to steal anything from it. Lord help their pitiful souls if they do...

Oh, yeah. I've just moved to Cross. Whoop-dee-doo. I WANT MY WALLET BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK! XO