They reek of perfume and the desire to be noticed. Thier laughter goes up to the night sky.
I look for an opening but I am never good at socializing.
Six teenagers. I never could fare well with large numbers. I can deal with one or two people but six is far above my capabilities.
“I forgot my purse.” A girl says. I steal after her to get it in the building. I smile shyly when she sees me.
She is beautiful. But I need the money.
I will never forget how beautiful she is before she becomes body parts.