*She giggled soflty and shook her head.* Sleep on the plane and stop complaining.* She mobed quickly out of th car she moved through the airport and flashed an ID..Not the one in the bag but a diffrent one. Soon the walked through a dim light white hallway onto the tar mat and toward a small black private jet. Shivvering as a gust of cold wind blew yet again her hair fell out of the ribbion and flowed freely.* Come.*Said a men dressed all in black. She followed but had a bad feeling about this.*

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Life is but a red rose it lives and dies but can be crushed and killed at any moment in time.


New Roleplays by me coming soon.....