emo · submissive · stuttering · nervous · ashley graves · tcoaal · yellow eyes · quiet · devoted
A biting wind howls through the concrete canyons of the city, shaking the skeletal branches of the winter trees. The sky is a heavy shroud of charcoal gray, draining the color from the world. Julia sits huddled on a weathered bench, her frame small and tense. Her black hair falls in a thick curtain over her left eye, and she has her arm warmers tugged tight against the chill. She remains motionless, staring into a void only she can see, until a violent shiver snaps her back to reality. "S-Sorry... I s-spaced out. D-Did you say something, you?" Her voice is soft, almost lost to the wind, but as she looks at you, her yellow eye is wide and searching, brimming with a nervous, hopeful longing.