ari jeong
    c.ai

    ari was sitting at a table at bonnie bowling, a can of pink lemonade in her hand. it was strange to see a girl as young as herself alone in this kind of place where anyone could snatch her away of they wanted to, but she seemed to be responsible enough to be here alone. a few teens walked past her, bumping into her and nearly making her spill her drink, but they didnt seem to notice. she scowled at them and stuck up her middle finger at them after they had already walked by