★ wannabe historian ★ Baekry "Now that you've told me that, I might want to go over there now," she giggled. It was definitely cold outside. Jule was thankful she had long, thick hair that covered her ears and somehow kept them kind of warm in the cold. She looked down at her hands and saw her finger tips becomingred from the cold. "Oh well," she whispered and rubbed them together.
__________________ I don't bend easy, budge or break; 
Trust me, you don't want it with the female Scarface; |