Post by lustsxxxpride on Mar 26, 2008 22:51:49 GMT -6
Winrey sat in her chair at home, twirling a wrench in her hands as she thought of the past, and of course, of Ed. The laughs, the wrenches, the tears, the automail. Winrey sighed. She wondered when, and IF, she would ever see them again. She got up deciding to work instead of sit around and mope, stuck in the past. Winrey went to her shop and continued working on better automail, mostly for Ed. She drowned herself in her work before she wen t down that path of thought again.
