/fa/ - Fashion

We climb to the the roof of the warehouse by following the steel struts. Pigeons roost in the darkness below us and the sun shines down through broken panes in clearly defined rays.
When we reach the top I pull her up with one hand and she steadies herself with an arm around my waist (nylon rippling there).
The wind roils in off the water and whips at our faces, she begins pointing out tankers and container ships. The gulls arc lazily overhead, a feeble sun shines and for a minute I forget about how we're supposed to get ourselves back down.

>>7045417
Thank you, although I assure you I'm pretty average.