Post by Starflower on Jul 24, 2008 19:31:08 GMT -5
Brooklyn Catherwood walked into the Snooze In Hotel. None of the others were there at the time, it was mid day. Sure being a pick pocket was a bad reputation in the upper cldonkey world, but hey, it got her food and it got her a life. Being a Unicorn was a bit hard sometimes. Pick pocketing wasn't exactly looked up on in the lower cldonkey world either. But Brook didn't really care about that. She lived. And as soon as she was eighteen she could stop worrying about police and foster homes. AS she walked to the second story of the abandoned hotel she went into a room and to the window. She notied a note pinned to it. She looked at it:
Brooklyn, we're gone. -John
Brook knew he used her full name. They had gone to Brooklyne. She took a match out of her backpack and set the note on fire then as soon as the message was unreadable she put it out and left. She needed to get to Brooklyn.
Brooklyn, we're gone. -John
Brook knew he used her full name. They had gone to Brooklyne. She took a match out of her backpack and set the note on fire then as soon as the message was unreadable she put it out and left. She needed to get to Brooklyn.