Post by Diana Crow on Jul 27, 2008 11:51:30 GMT -5
Diana wasn't a hundred percent sure how she'd ended up in her current situation. Okay, she was, but she wasn't going to admit it. She'd decided to hide out in a bar after she had swiped a new couch. The couch, which was hidden at the bottom of her purse, had been noticed missing almost instantly, and Diana ducked in quickly, not even bothering to pay attention to the name of the place. And it hadn't even ended up being a bar... it was some teenage hangout.
Great... she thought. She glanced around quickly... she didn't want to get caught. She had enough stolen property in her house to put her away for a long time. And she didn't want to go to prison... it was to dirty. With to many bugs.
She walked into the back of the room and sat in a chair and, making sure no one was paying attention to her, shrunk herself down to a few inches tall, and sitting on the table. She'd be able to tell if anyone was coming over, and easily hide if they did. However... the silver haired woman wasn't known for being the most intelligent person on the planet. She sat down on the table, leaning back against the salt shaker, which sitting down was just slightly bigger than her, and looking around.
The place was loud, and no one had really come in since she had. So, the heat might be off... but she'd hang out for a while more, if she needed to. She leaned to far back, and accidently pushed the salt over, and she lost her balance, and hit her head. "Oww..." she said, starting to get a bit dizzy as a shadow passed over her.
Great... she thought. She glanced around quickly... she didn't want to get caught. She had enough stolen property in her house to put her away for a long time. And she didn't want to go to prison... it was to dirty. With to many bugs.
She walked into the back of the room and sat in a chair and, making sure no one was paying attention to her, shrunk herself down to a few inches tall, and sitting on the table. She'd be able to tell if anyone was coming over, and easily hide if they did. However... the silver haired woman wasn't known for being the most intelligent person on the planet. She sat down on the table, leaning back against the salt shaker, which sitting down was just slightly bigger than her, and looking around.
The place was loud, and no one had really come in since she had. So, the heat might be off... but she'd hang out for a while more, if she needed to. She leaned to far back, and accidently pushed the salt over, and she lost her balance, and hit her head. "Oww..." she said, starting to get a bit dizzy as a shadow passed over her.
