I sigh, someone screaming inside me to come out. I swallow and nod, looking down as my eyes turn to hers. I take a deep breath before looking back up at him, "Where you from?"
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I'm officially making it my goal in life to become a roomba. I want to be little robot. I want knives taped to me. I want to be free. — TheMulticoloredCyr