Sinners

The sin no one confesses

A girl with jet black hair and blonde bangs lays on the floor on her stomach with her feet crossed in the air looking through a magazine. Her hair is in a messy bun, some of the smaller pieces of blonde hair that are to small to fit in the bun hang beside her pale face. Her eye's are bright green, they hide behind black framed glasses. a small snake hangs around her neck. The sleeve on her loose black tank top hangs down showing her shoulder. She has jean shorts with black leggings under it. There's a black chain around her small wrist with the word 'Envy' engraved on it "I wish I could be pretty like some of these models" she says taking a sip of warm tea and sighing as she stands. She takes off the glasses setting them aside. She's a small girl, around 5'2. She's not heavy nor thin. She speaks in an unknown language small horns that curve in grow from her head, her green eyes become white, her canines and molars are replaced with small sharp fangs. Leather like black bat wings come out of her back, bones crunch and pop. She holds her arms out to the side and falls through the floor closing her eyes.