The park [lunchtime]
"The sun'll come out tomorrow!" a six-foot plus man wearing Jedi robes sang as he twirled around the benches and reached down to pet an imaginary dog.
When the venom wore off, Anakin was going to find a way to kill Zoe, but for now, Annie was just a bright little ball of red-headed optimism.
"Bet'yer bottom dollar that tomorrrow, there'll be sun..."
[OOC: Mwhahaha.]
When the venom wore off, Anakin was going to find a way to kill Zoe, but for now, Annie was just a bright little ball of red-headed optimism.
"Bet'yer bottom dollar that tomorrrow, there'll be sun..."
[OOC: Mwhahaha.]