GRRRRRR!!...
Allani's stomach clenched painfully, a sharp reminder that she hadn't eaten in days.
"I'm so hungry...
The words slipped from her lips in a whisper, barely audible over the pounding rain beating the ground. And on top of hunger, Allani was very cold, as she curled into herself, knees drawn to her chest as she shivered in the darkened alleyway.
The cold night wind carried the scent of damp filth, and each gust sent icy raindrops splattering against her small, fragile frame.
Her emerald skin glistened with rain, her soaked clothes clinging to her like a second skin. The outfit, revealing, designed to attract wandering eyes, offered no warmth, no protection. It wasn't meant for comfort.
But to attract the attention of men.
But with this bad weather, the chances of getting any customers were close to none.
"It's so cold... sigh. I really do miss the palace beds; even if mine were shittier than the others, it was still somewhere warm."
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