AlexWingate
I was a lantern unlit, a prop with no purpose, but now a Holy fire not of me burns strong, for all to take, to fill a consuming void
Her name is Delilah and in no way shape or form, is she a delicate woman. Though her father used to put Pulped Orange Juice in her bottle when she fell down the stairs because it was her favorite drink. Today, a particularly unwelcoming one, her newly ex-boyfriend is set to show up at her house and pick up “his” belongings... but she knows he just wants to see her and apologize for accidentally waking up in Lauren’s bed. She stumbled out of her den, into the living room, and then to the kitchen.