"Whiskey was his friend, he didn't have another, Vicodin his vice, his real and only lover (yup)....Smoked a pack or two, it never was a problem....Popped a pill or two, they....really made him blossom (yup)" Libby sang as she was walking out of the cellar with blood on her gloves but she was unaware of tears running down her face. (
(In this AU your oc has two options they can work with Libby or be a Cop that is gonna arrest her.... it's up to you to go which way you want)
