//Chandra Margaret//
Hila-hila lang aķo ni Kingstone hangang sa mawala kami sa dagat na nga tao at narating namin ang mediyo tahimik na tent.
Another people came and look at me as if she's scanning me with her eyes. And another tattooed person. "geunyeoneun dangsin-ui yeojaibnikka?"
I frown. Oh no, Talo ako. Iba lenguwahe na gamit! Hindi ko kayang mag ibang lenguwahe. To think of it, Kingstone is korean.
"keullaen-ege geunyeoe daehae malhaji masibsio. naneun geudeul-i geunyeoege michyeo ganeun geos-eul wonhaji anhseubnida." Kingstone said with a serious voice. I look back at the girl. She smirk at me. "geugeos-eun dangsin-eul mannaseo bangawoyo. I'm Fuzzy." Fuzzy extended her hand for a handshakes.
Her hand is so soft. Far from her tattooed body. I don't find it dirty. It's art and beauty. I smile at her since I think behind her tattooed face is a girl with a kind heart. "I'm Margaret."
"Are you gonna be Maverick's ride?" I frown at her ques
