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Who Am I Now?

When I Was Normal

Angel with The Demon Eyes

Gift of Friendship

Rogue walked the streets of New Orleans aimlessly. She didn’t know where she was going and nor did she care. She did feel the pangs of hunger start to creep up on her, so she went looking for a place to eat. She turned down the next street and found a quaint little place. She entered. It wasn’t much to look at, but she sat down at one of the tables and picked up a menu.

It had been a long time since she had any real Cajun food, and she thought a big bowl of Jambalaya would hit the spot. The waiter came over promptly and took her order.

She just sat there for a while, taking in the atmosphere. It wasn’t a class establishment, but it was clean, simply decorated, but there were no pictures on the walls and it was painted a drab yellow. She noticed some guys were sitting at the bar. One looked her way then turned back. He was saying something to one of his friends, but she couldn’t hear what it was. Then laughter came out of all three of the guys. She wondered if they were laughing about her. She didn’t care. All she wanted was to be left alone.

Soon her food came, and she dug in. she hadn’t realized how hungry she really was until now. She soon made short work of her meal, washing it down with a glass of iced tea. That’s when one of the guys from the bar approached her table.

“Hey, sweet t’ing,” he said, leaning his hand on her chair. Rogue didn’t answer him, hoping he would just go away. “What? Can’t talk?” Still she said nothing. This guy was making her nervous and in a bad way. “My name’s Julien. What’s yours?”