Old Memories Never Fade [open]

[Emilia Spencer. [rawr]]

Petite figure walked slowly among the desperately empty crowd of the people lingering the park area. Vans strutted the cement pathway, jeans tucked behind the tongue of the shoe just by laziness. Her shirt whisped around her diaphram that inflamed and loosened from the slow, steady breathing. Her hair lightly whipped her shoulders and upper torso area due to the breeze that rode the atmosphere gently.

Her ipod's earpieces where softly crammed into her ears and her eardrums urged for the heavy bass of the song that boomed inside her head it seemed. Her blue eyes hazed the area for anybody that seemed interesting enough to meet...

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