EdelBlau
She didn't expect to fall into this kind of mess. The kind of mess where you're having fun, prodding, laughing, teasing, and constant yelling and your guard is down--then suddenly you're falling hard down a dark hole. You keep grasping around you, looking for some sort of support to prevent you from falling deeper. This feeling is almost euphoric; you're light, weightless, soaring through the air...until you collide with the ground. The impact is painful, agonizing...and that's how Mercedes felt when she first met that jerk, Crow.