Julie
She continued to thrash in her manic fashion, shoving her fingers through her hair and scraping at the inside of her elbows. She was sobbing now, airy, weeping breathes. She turned to storm around some more, but another walked into her. She cried out a scrabbled backwards, sitting on the edge of the tub. Her limp hair had fallen before her face as she continued her helpless sniveling.
Running a hand slowly up her arm to leave the sleeve in a crumpled bunch over the inside of her elbow, she wiped at her nose. "I... I don't know." She wiped at her face again, before pushing to her feet. She avoided eye contact with all her effort, lest she go mental again. "L-Listen," she started, flicking her left wrist outwards continuously. "You... uh... you don't..." she muttered, wiping at her nose with the back of the sleeve. "You wouldn't happen to have any... um, any Junk?"
She paused, swaying on her bare feet a little. "I mean, I can't pay you for it or anything... but I could... uh... I don't know. I'd pay you back, I promise!" She finally looked up through bleary, hopeful grey eyes. She fidgeted at the answer she recieved. She was getting edgy again. Maybe this girl had something and wasn't sharing! She felt her anger flare up in her tired, scared mind. "Look lady, if you've got anything, I need it! I mean, I really freaking need it!"
Cussing at the other, she shoved her fingers into her hair again. "Fuck!" she cried again, walking out past Sasha. She paused upon seeing the old man and the boy, proceeding to dash over to both and kneel before them. "I-If you have anything- meth, coke, fuck I'll take an E, I'd do anything for it." She watched each man's eyes carefully, before becoming irritated again and proceeding to sit on the couch and bring her knees up. Her fingers resumed their position in her hair and she pressed her face into her knees, weeping again hopelessly. "What'd I ever do?" she whispered into her knees. "I don't get into fights. I pay everyone back. What I do?" She let out a desperate moan before collapsing onto the couch cushions, staring at the room. "We're all going to die in here, I just know it."
She continued to thrash in her manic fashion, shoving her fingers through her hair and scraping at the inside of her elbows. She was sobbing now, airy, weeping breathes. She turned to storm around some more, but another walked into her. She cried out a scrabbled backwards, sitting on the edge of the tub. Her limp hair had fallen before her face as she continued her helpless sniveling.
Running a hand slowly up her arm to leave the sleeve in a crumpled bunch over the inside of her elbow, she wiped at her nose. "I... I don't know." She wiped at her face again, before pushing to her feet. She avoided eye contact with all her effort, lest she go mental again. "L-Listen," she started, flicking her left wrist outwards continuously. "You... uh... you don't..." she muttered, wiping at her nose with the back of the sleeve. "You wouldn't happen to have any... um, any Junk?"
She paused, swaying on her bare feet a little. "I mean, I can't pay you for it or anything... but I could... uh... I don't know. I'd pay you back, I promise!" She finally looked up through bleary, hopeful grey eyes. She fidgeted at the answer she recieved. She was getting edgy again. Maybe this girl had something and wasn't sharing! She felt her anger flare up in her tired, scared mind. "Look lady, if you've got anything, I need it! I mean, I really freaking need it!"
Cussing at the other, she shoved her fingers into her hair again. "Fuck!" she cried again, walking out past Sasha. She paused upon seeing the old man and the boy, proceeding to dash over to both and kneel before them. "I-If you have anything- meth, coke, fuck I'll take an E, I'd do anything for it." She watched each man's eyes carefully, before becoming irritated again and proceeding to sit on the couch and bring her knees up. Her fingers resumed their position in her hair and she pressed her face into her knees, weeping again hopelessly. "What'd I ever do?" she whispered into her knees. "I don't get into fights. I pay everyone back. What I do?" She let out a desperate moan before collapsing onto the couch cushions, staring at the room. "We're all going to die in here, I just know it."