Jun. 14th, 2012

creatingalegacy: (exhausted)
[Amanda is very affected by this flood. Not only is she wearing a lot of makeup and dressed like nobody aboard has ever seen her--a miniskirt, a low-cut top, torn fishnet stockings--but she looks a little jittery, and there are sores on her inner elbows. Some are scabbed over, and some are old enough to be scarred up and down her arms, but others are fresh. It also looks like she hasn't washed her hair in a few days.

This is what happens when John is marginalized: he never tested her, so she never kicked her addiction. She's still a full-blown heroin addict, and a lot worse off than she was just before her test.]


I don't really know why I'm here. I mean, I know I got the offer to come, but I dunno why. Nobody I know is here, so it's not like I'm here to visit. And the whole existence of this place doesn't make any goddamn sense.

[She's in the pub. Dear god, she's in the pub, and she's got a drink in her hand. By drink, I mean "bottle of tequila."]

Place looks too nice for anyone I know.

Anyway, who cares. This place has a bar. A nice bar, and I don't have to pay shit. Anyone looking to party, get your asses down here. Name's Amanda. I can show you a good time.

[She puts the bottle down on the bar and lights herself a cigarette.]

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