Tressa walked through the campgrounds heading toward the lake. She had her hands in the pocket of her jeans. She was looking pretty good, today in her personal opinion. Her black shirt with a gray cracked heart on the front complimented her body shape. The tight thin jeans showed her legs off well. Then to top she wore a studded beat backwards and wore her favorite pair of black Converse shoes.

She smiled. She was in a pretty good mood. She continued her excursion to the lake. When she got there, she smiled. The lake looked really pretty. The sun was glistenly over the water. She smiled. She wished she brought her sketch book. It was a great landscape. She really wished she brought her sketch. She had that eurge to draw, but she didn't want to walk to the cabin just to get it. She wanted to enjoy the view. She would draw it later.

post; complete
characters involved; tressa
characters interaction with; no one at the moment
questions; anyone a fan of marilyn manson?
comments; eh
concerns; none