Honeyed Pasture The end of an empire

Tina had that nice gleam in those hazel jewels of hers, but hearing the words of the whitie made her slow her train of playfulness. Something must have seriously gotten this girl down, as she was really tampering with the mocha's own high. One side of her wanted to just flick a tail, say 'fuck it' and leave the emo chick, but she was trying to be good today. Atleast she wasnted to believe she was.

"What's wrong, girl? What happened?"

The choco beauty slipped in closer to the ivory babe, seriously curious as to what had made a chick this damn depressed. She wished a bitch would try and ruin her smile. But what to do if it all really was your fault? To such a question, the hottie didn't have an answer to.