*no one replied so we're doing our own characters
Rain was spilling in from the half-opened window.Shutting it aggresively,Quin ma slumped in the flimsy chair .She scrutinised the fogged up window and, with her lean fingers ,drew the silhouette of a frowning face on it.Thumbing through a ripped and abused magazine, she thought how unjust it was that she was to remain in this room to write.Vividly remembering the momment she made the descision,she pouted and cracked her knuckles.She was half way into penning her ideas for the book into her binded journal.Turning back to her task,she read aloud softly to herself:
QM:And they lived happily after,the end.Scratch that!
(Her voice increased by several decibels as she scribbled the words out)
QM:How can one concentrate in this weather?
(The clouds unconveniently began to clear at that time,eliminating her excuse )
QM:I-forget it!(stands up and drops books on table,saying in a mocking tone)I,Quin Ma Ling,am past my prime.And though I'm only twenty-four,I am a step into my grave.(Self consciously touched few of her pimples sprouted on her cheek.)
A sliver of light came in as the door opened slightly,the head of her rental owner poking out.Craning her neck she screeched,irate:
RO:hello?!
She stepped in,the familiar sound of the creaking floorboard penetrating the silence.
QM:Yes?Wait a sec-
In the intruders hand was a scrunched up,unpaid for rent sheet
RO:Out(points towards the door which was awfully close to them.
Hanging her head she drags her feet past the lady and sighed dramatically,wet grass tickling her bare feet.
QM:Plea-(door closed in her face.)

Shielding her face ,she saw herself in the near future,her teeth porthruding as sunlight poured over her unwashed hair.Squinting her eyes ,she let her legs grow tired and her feet ached as she walked away .

QM:Buh-bye....life,I guess?
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