Literature
request from sexycurvybabe(sort of...)
Amber Smithe was generally having a nice day.
She was going around the mall, thinking about a new pair of shoes, to match her favorite dress, when she felt a strange spark in the air around the food court. It seemed familiar, but could just have been static electricity from a kids balloon that had just passed her “Probably nothing” she muttered to no one in particular, and checked the map in the middle of the mall to find out where the best place to find her item of interest, and saw the quickest route to get there was to go through the food court, and figured a little pick me up would do, considering she had unintentionally had