Her teeth sank in, her lips closed. She pulled her head away, pressing down hard enough. She broke the skin, the blood came out. And she'd licked it up, not caring about the sicking feeling as her boyfriends blood slid down her throat. All she wanted was those drugs the ones she'd watched him inject into his system. At that moment she knew she was loosing the war. She'd been fighting little battles all over, trying too get away from the drugs. Resisting them, she hadn't seen a dealer in weeks. It'd made her even more thin, you could see almost all her bones, her hair was a mess. She had rings around her eyes, she knew what she had too do the drugs. She needed them.
That had lead her too this, something she'd thought she'd never be doing again. She had been standing here for about twenty minutes. She was at one of the most common drug dealing spots in th city, an under ground parking lot. Now it was filled with the scum of the city, which for right now included her. Standing at the mouth of the tunnel that lead to the darker part where the users were she tried to stay out of there. They go violent sometimes, still she stood there. Watching dealers make a trade, they where selling there drugs to girls who looked like her. They where all to thin, not eating. There wasn't enough money for a person to get there drugs and eat at the same time. Not that most of them thought about eating once the drugs set in. They where all just looking for that high, looking for the same fix they'd had last time only paying more.
Hope looked around, closing her arms around her. She was a little leaned over and watching people. She worn more clothes then she had in a while, and looking around at the girls here. It was more then they had if they combined there outfits. Still she was one of the best looking girls here, even with her scary thin body. She didn't smell she'd bathed in a way of habit since she'd tried too clean up herself. She'd worn, some low rider jeans and a red lacy bra. Having at least enough common sense to wear a tan colored jacket, to hide the needle marks in her arms. They where faded but still dealers could spot them around her with no issue. She had to work after she got her drugs so why bother coming looking like shit. Her tips were better when she wore less, she got more customers. Still she didn't like this it made her uncomfortable. She'd thought about bringing Dan with her, but she didn't want him too know she was back off the wagon. Also she hadn't seen him since the night with the biting she didn't know if she should. So now she stood here alone. She'd been waiting for too long standing still. Watching out for a dealer with what she needed. She needed the good stuff, not this shit that they were pawning off right now.
"Hey whore!" she heard someone yell. There voice was raspy, like to many smokers sounded like these days. She looked at the sound of the yelling. Some man and he was pointing at her. Probably wanted a lap dance or something, she rolled her eyes. She'd seen him dealing earlier, "You don't have what I want," she told him. He didn't like that "What did you say whore?" he asked making his way over to her. She sighed she didn't want a fight she wanted drugs. "Back off I got this one." were the next words she heard as she turned to look at the face of someone she didn't know. She didn't know if he had what she wanted but a fight between dealers was never fun. It was sloppy, she looked into his eyes. "Well see if you've got what I want." she said looking at him with serious eyes. She was something else for a drug addict.

ooc- alright I thought Blaze could be the guy next to her, or some other dealer/guy walking around