her smile ain't seen the light of day
El looks up. Her face is free of makeup, but not in a fresh-faced way. Her lip is swollen and bloody (that explains the strange way she was speaking), and one of her eyes is badly blackened and nearly closed with the swelling. She wants to smirk, to laugh it off like she normally might, but the skin around her lips is far too tight, and she winces even at the thought of her muscles moving.
Watching Mik leave without her ice, Eloise shifts her dark gaze back to Raza before doing her level best not to smile. "Who I gotta fuck to get some ice 'round here?" She grins darkly through the pain, a scab on her lip splitting and letting a fresh drop of blood bloom.
Watching Mik leave without her ice, Eloise shifts her dark gaze back to Raza before doing her level best not to smile. "Who I gotta fuck to get some ice 'round here?" She grins darkly through the pain, a scab on her lip splitting and letting a fresh drop of blood bloom.
exchanged it for some treasures somewhere along the way
