It happened because of yesterday. Yes, I know, we didn’t do anything out of the ordinary yesterday, that’s what you’ll say. I’m sorry to disag...ee, but yesterday was completely out of the ordinary. A phone call. Tales of cramps and lying in bed – I sometimes forget, since you’re a few years younger than I am, that you’re still in that age range, for your cycle. Sweat pants? No make-up? Not good company? I heard all those words, and in the end, you still were good with me coming over. Bring some. And well, I do look just like her except for my green eyes. Daddy gave me those and I think it's my best feature. Personality wise, from everything I can tell I'm more like my mother than Daddy. I'm a bit emotional, high strung, determined, and very creative. I have a good heart and tend to wear it on my sleeve. I'm extremely loyal to a fault, but a holy terror if you fuck me over. Given, I cry easily because I am a softy at heart. I get decent grades and am involved in different activities in. Her manner of dress, and her curvaceous body, indicates that she is a proprietor of a mass amount of wealth, as well as the highest paid prostitute in the city of Tabriz."Thanks," said the figure stepping out of the shadows and into the light. Standing before the raven haired beauty was the famous half-elven thief Lillian. Her hair was long and silver, her eyes were light blue. Her skin was fair and smooth and her face was even more beautiful than the prostitute on the bed. Her body was. ‘Hey, what’s her phone number anyway?’ ‘Whose?’ ‘Amy’s.’ He gave me this really disgusted look like I’d just said the most idiotic thing he’d ever heard. Then he rolled his eyes. ‘Dude, she doesn’t have my socks at her house.’ ‘You know Liam, this may surprise you, but I really don’t give a fuck about your socks.’ ‘Whatever,’ he shrugged. ‘I just want her number, okay?’ ‘I don’t know it.’ ‘How can you not know it? You call her every day.’ ‘It’s 2 on the speed dial. She put it there. Can I go.