Vasili
I had no idea what I was thinking sneaking out and stealing Edwards car, but as the wind blew my hair and I tasted the sweet taste of freedom I barely regretted it. Well that was until I realized I had no idea where I was going. I drove around till I came across a lovely cafe that had a bookstore as well. Edwards car drew a lot of attention to me as I parked it and locked it. The people who were sitting in the outside area of the cafe stared in awe as I walked towards them.
"Oh my soul. It's Vasili Chernyshevsky," a woman with dark brown hair and equally dark eyes gasped as she tugged on the sleeve of her friends shirt, who was a blonde with brown eyes. They both looked like dancers to me. I could easily identify one simply because I had worked with them for years and we had a certain look between messy yet coordinated.
