Hi everybody<3 I have no idea what I'm gonna put on this, prob just gonna be a blrub of random things
Murder I wrote
It was a cold and windy day and the weather was miserable as expected. Seattle is to her a rainy dreary existential buzz. Perhaps for some it's a rise to a monopoly of tech money and opportunities as proven by the swarms of eager tech bros in their plaid and puffers rushing to work like an evil hoard. A city is seen through many perspectives. LIKE A MURDER. Her murder is no exception. She ran up the stairs breathless, her robe whips open her body bare to the offending weather and eyes. There's nothing to be done about that of course, all sense of human decency and shame leaves when there's nothing left to do but RUN RUN RUN for your life. Perhaps that's why she was also on her way to the only safe haven she knew; the club where her protection lies. AT LEAST SHE HAS MONEY AND SAFETY THERE. Of Course that's all seeping away. There's nothing left to do but RUN RUN RUN.The man begs her to stop, but how can she when she has witnessed what she witnessed as a witness?? (Love Death + Robots: The Witness)