Winky-cat

The dark-haired girl sat on the roof of the tall building, looking ahead at the giant T shaped tower. She brought the bottle to her lips and took a swig. It was such a simple life that her sister lived; fighting crime, partying in the city and giving her body to that stupid bird boy. She had long ago come to terms with the fact that she was jealous, but the bitterness that came along with it was excruciating. She felt such a strong hatred for her younger sister, but there was also a small part of her that wanted reconciliation. She hugged her knees to her chest, bottle still in hand. It was a beautiful night. There were hardly any clouds in t