RosieBird

A car drives past outside, the headlights momentarily penetrate the curtains and highlight a dusty room that is covered in pictures; old peeling photos hanging limply from the walls. Melissa's face is caught in sharp relief. Dark and shadowy with mascara bleeding down her cheeks. Dirty blond hair tied into a pony tail that leaves a scraggle mess around her face. The cat opens its eyes to regard her and she stubs out the cigarette on the arm of the chair.