Haunted Wood Así es mi vida, es sólo mía Tú no la vivas

Her nose wrinkled at the splattered mess. Why was no one here a tidy eater? Vengeance literally throws his food around and expects birds to clean it up. She shook her head softly, "It always is." 
What was Vanity looking for today? She wasn't sure but now she was here, she wasn't sure she wanted to get involved.

"So, what got under your skin missy?"
She wanted to find out, but she wasn't sure really.