05-22-2011, 05:12 PM
Cassie sat on the shore of the beach. Beside her was a large glass bottle of rum mixed with vodka. She was in her optime form. Her russet mane was styled to look like long wild hair. She remembered the day her parents abandoned her. Her father was abusive and often hit her. She became an alcoholic. Her life has been seriously messed up. Her hunting bow was thrown aside off to her left and there was already an arrow loaded. If anything happened she doubted that she would shoot straight. The effects of the hard liquor had left her feeling tipsy, almost like she was sitting on a cloud.
She got up to stretch her legs and ended up staggering and falling flat on her face.
So much for werewolf keen senses. Her alcohol use had left her seeming like a drunken animal. She sighed and got up and slowly staggered back to her spot on the beach. She took a small dainty swig from the bottle and she smiled. This was the life. Drunk and at the beach. She let out a contented sigh and layed down. Almost like she was sunbathing. The weather wasn't hot or sub zero, but cool. The sun shone out. Usually it wasnt this sunny until summer, she brushed away the thought and was happy in her drunken state.
She got up to stretch her legs and ended up staggering and falling flat on her face.
So much for werewolf keen senses. Her alcohol use had left her seeming like a drunken animal. She sighed and got up and slowly staggered back to her spot on the beach. She took a small dainty swig from the bottle and she smiled. This was the life. Drunk and at the beach. She let out a contented sigh and layed down. Almost like she was sunbathing. The weather wasn't hot or sub zero, but cool. The sun shone out. Usually it wasnt this sunny until summer, she brushed away the thought and was happy in her drunken state.