Harsh Reality

Well it wasn't a slap in the face but it's all Noiz needed to sort his mind out
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She goes by the name of Mynt. She says it fits because of her eyes. I think it fits too, though her eyes are like a hybrid colour. A mix of lime and mint green. Piercing yet innocent. Appropriate for the fantasies. Fitting for her line of work.
I had only met her twice before but those times were long ago. Almost as if it were a lifetime ago. If you compare the circumstances under which we met this time, you wouldn't even think we were the same people.
We're not the same people.