02.05.02

This is Frannie. I imagine her to be my guardian angel. She is tiny and wears a small t-shirt and usually big, unruly pants, but today she wanted to wear a skirt and a pashima wrapped around her hips. Her wings don't always show, either.

Here she is shown leaning against a bar of some sort. Maybe she was at Subway, waiting for me to get off my shift so she could look over me properly this afternoon.

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