<strong>NAME:</strong>Sarah Winters<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>corset (https://ae01.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1RhO1JFXXXXcRXFXXq6xXFXXX4/LAUWOO-Retro-Gothic-font-b-Black-b-font-Brown-Steel-Boned-font-b-Corset-b-font.jpg) ,[Skirt (http://www.devilnight.co.uk/1469-5210-thickbox/black-leather-short-gothic-skirt.jpg) , torn up white fishnetsthigh highs (http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8402/8703685458_28870f590c_b.jpg), Collar (https://img1.etsystatic.com/064/0/5254172/il_fullxfull.773501367_sv3j.jpg), Earrings (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&size=l&tid=41501626) Makeup,  as is typical dark and heavy.<br/><strong>DAY: </strong>Friday, June 9<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Old Lady Margaery’s - Entering the Kitchen<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>resting bitch face,  cattiness<br/><br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Chloe,  The Band (Kinda), Open<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/e1/cd/6d/e1cd6df6174fd7cfe6e8f96866bd4ded.jpg)</div><hr/><br/>Thank God for Chloe.  She was beginning to feel like she didn’t quite belong at this little gathering.  When she eventually showed up she sighed happily which caused a small cloud of clove and cherry scented smoke to fill the air around them.  She wanted to wrap her arms around the girl,  she looked a little down and maybe a bit more emotional than was typical.    Instead of the hug she lifted the bottle of vodka upwards towards her. “My treat.”   If the other goth was feeling the need for a squeeze she’d let her know.<br/><br/>“Oh you know how these things go.   First person you meet kills your emotional buzz,   and you wished you had never come in the first place.”  She wanted to rant about the JERK.  That one person who seemed so much better at getting under her skin than anyone else in the world.  Yet…  she could tell that the other girl was a little deflated.  It was better to not press to hard when she was like that,  and she was pretty sure that the Chloe would just straight up ask if she wanted her to stab him.  The pair were close,  but,  Sarah still hadn’t quite figured out if knife loving lady would actually go through with it.  She wasn’t sure she wanted too.<br/><br/>“Than we got… I think they’re called Cum Lips….  Something like that.”  Gesturing towards the band.  “Singing about sucking dick.”  There was another one of those overly theatrical eye rolls,  she actually tossed her head back a bit causing it bump against the wall.  The fetish clad waif though just played it cool.  “I think the girl might be a bit preoccupied with semen.”  She tried to give a little smirk,  but damn she knew she was being cattier than normal. The music really was quite good,  but, for some reason right now it also seemed to having the strange affect of agitating her.<br/><br/>“So yea,  great party if you want to sit alone in a dark corner all by yourself.”  She emphasized this before taking another drag on her cigarette.  Her small chest strained a bit against the corset,  before she finally planted her other foot on the ground again.<br/><br/>“What about you?  You look like you just ran into the old lady herself.“ Admittedly that wasn’t true,  she suspected if Chloe had located the evil spirit haunting the place she’d be beyond elated.  “Or are you just having one of those days?”