Snippet #4269

She immediately froze in place at the sound of a male voice. "It's him." she thought bitterly. Opening her eyes slowly, she frowned at the man and quickly placed one hand over her mouth. "Ugh.. it's.. terrible.. !!" she muttered, placing her elbows on her knees. He smelled like some kind of cheap perfume mixed with blood and menace. Sylph realized how strange she had just acted in front of him and took control of her overwhelming emotions. "Go ahead." she welcomed icily, staring at his sunglasses in a cold manner that suggested hostility. She didn't even bother trying to appear friendly and warm. Solitude was in her nature.. and besides, she wasn't even sure if the stranger was a friend or foe.