I am Mia...But some call me Twist. I am fifteen, half "Freak" and half Gypsy....wich is why I'm prone to wander.......
They say I'm a pretty good acrobat, you know.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Just One More Cup of Coffee: mia-twist: destacoffeesmith: mia-twist: “She left…” Twist repeated....
“She left…” Twist repeated. “People always leave. Why do they always leave?” Quietly, Mia muttered “My father, my mother, now Flor”
Coffee frowned, reaching out again to rub Mia’s back. “Sweetie, not everyone leaves. I’m not going to…
“It won’t be the same.” Mia shook her head.
“She left…” Twist repeated. “People always leave. Why do they always leave?” Quietly, Mia muttered “My father, my mother, now Flor”
Coffee frowned, reaching out again to rub Mia’s back. “Sweetie, not everyone leaves. I’m not going to leave you, not if I can help it.” She chewed her lip, then added, “Some people leave because they have to. I don’t think Flor really wanted to leave us.”
Mia had somehow calmed herself down quickly, though it was more Coffee’s comforting words than Twist’s free will. “What will we do now?”
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Just One More Cup of Coffee: Coffee perched on a railing at the pier. How in the hell was she…
Coffee perched on a railing at the pier. How in the hell was she supposed to be a leader, take care of all the Coney Island kids and keep the Ware in livable…
“She left…” Twist repeated. “People always leave. Why do they always leave?” Quietly, Mia muttered “My father, my mother, now Flor”
Just One More Cup of Coffee: Coffee perched on a railing at the pier. How in the hell was she...
Coffee perched on a railing at the pier. How in the hell was she supposed to be a leader, take care of all the Coney Island kids and keep the Ware in livable condition? And deal with any problems brought up with other boroughs or among the newsies…. Her newsies, now. She knew none of the other…
Mia silently moved next to Coffee, finding no amusement in her own light steps. “Is Flor… gone?” Mia asked softely, the dark humor gone from her voice.
Flor "The Tiger Lily" Pena: Flor yawned and put the last of her things in her bag. She was finally...
“Where are you going?” Mia asked, appearing from God-knows-whereFlor yawned and put the last of her things in her bag. She was finally moving back with her parents. She was going to let the Pena family mold her into exactly what they wanted her to be—a proper princess and the future face of the Pena company. She shook her head and swung her bag over her…
Mia often wondered what was so attractive about other people I relationships. Why would you place your mouth on another person’s?!? Flor certainly was crazy for falling for a boy. How did a person even get into a relationship anyways? Did they put glue on themseleves and jump into a pit of bodies? Mia wasn’t bothered much by her lack of relationship, and thus continued her walk around Coney, her mind wandering from topic to topic.
Mia sighed softly, it was nice to be home. It had taken a while I hop each train, she was nearly caught once. But Chicago aside, Twist was relieved ti be back in Coney.
((I had never heard of Barbara Steele before Twist was created. All I knew is that I needed a pale, creepy looking actress. After many hours googling, I came across this flawless human. She’s pretty much the exact model I envisioned. I don’t think I can begin to discribe. I started off with many -pretty- actresses with pale skin and dark hair but none of them quite fit. Too glamorous. Too attractive. Barbara Steele is a beautiful woman, but she’s an attractive person who does in attractive things and, of you search around, you can find the creeper-est pics ever))
((While in Chicago, Mia found some “puppies”))
