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Post by missjazzy on Jun 1, 2010 23:58:46 GMT -5
Eithne hopped up on top of the haystack folding her legs up underneath her. She liked hiding out in the stables, there wasn't anyone around to bother her, she could sit in silence and think, just horses and herself. The irish girl reached over a pulled a horse blanket off a hook on the wall wrapping tightly around herself. Yeah, it smelled like horses..and was covered in hay, but it was better than freezing her ass off out here. She pulled a piece of hay off the blue, green, and red plaid blanket thinking about how much older it was here in freaking Alaska compared to Belfast. Just another thing she hated about this stupid American state.
She reached in her pocket pulling out her cigarette packet and lighter. Yeah, yeah, it wasn't smart to smoke at school, probably against some policy, but rules had never stopped her before. Besides it wasn't a drug or anything, just a plain old fag. Probably wasn't that smart to smoke sitting up on a haystack either. But as long as she was careful as smart about what she did with her ashes it wouldn't be that big of a problem. She lit the fag's end, placing it in her mouth and began to puff away, already feeling a hell of a lot better than she had before coming out here.
It had been around a year she had been in this hell hole of a place, serving time for her assault charge. She got off lightly compared to poor Aaron, poor Irish man got himself in jail. She guess that had gotten off easier than they could have. A lot of IRA members were shot on the spot by the army, but they had gotten off for being kids, or at least Eithne did. She guessed they just took Aaron in since their was such a huge group of witnesses. She hummed for a second before blowing smoke out of her nose, closing her eyes. Freaking cold Alaska.
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