The Great Dane
She sighed, settling on a barstool in a bar while she stared at a map, turning it this way and that while tracing her fingers over the lines of the streets of Denmark. "Shit... I've only been here for an hour and I'm already lost - it just figures." She sighed, pushing her hair back and looking around for a friendly face to ask for some much needed help. She felt even more lost when no one looked back at her - in fact, they seemed more intimidated by her dark skin, contrasting sharply with the...
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