Ivy
The girls, one of the biggest collection of blondes I had ever seen together, abandoned their talk and started walking towards me, in short shiny party dresses and heels, their manicured hands sticking out for balance as they walked on heels. Fear set in though I kept walking straightforward, it was noon and in a public place, no one could just fish out a hunting knife and stab me in the frail gut uncountable times-I blame watching too much horror movies, scream to be exact- and also, they were girls-not saying girls are harmless-not to mention I had not offended anybody right? Why worry about four ladies looking pissed with leather faces charging towards my direction? No reason whatsoever. They were probably going on their own errands. But that wasn't the case as they swarmed in bloc
