So one night you see Lilith, she looked like a wreck. Her hair was a bit messy, she has a black eye and she had ripped some of her clothing, bleeding on her elbows and knees, looking like she had a limp.

Please use an oc-

Lilith turned to her, looking annoyed as her hair covered her eyes. “Does it look like I am-”

Lilith looked at her. “I- um. Didn’t mean to be r- rude.” She told her. “I j- just get angry when stuff like this happens to me.” She sighed.

Lilith sighed and tried to keep her balance.

She looked at her. “I’m f- fine.”

“Yeah.” She mumbled, her hair covering her eyes so they won’t see them.

She watched her, being slightly confused. “Aren’t you going to go to your house?” She asked.