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@rose-colored-fancy

No, actually, the artistic license was a good inspiration. So,more like this?

A teenage girl stood before him. Every ragged gasp heaved her thin shoulders as each nerve in her slender figure quivered. Tatters of stained clothing hung from her short frame. Stains from sweat and dirt covered her from head to foot. Her hands and knees were scraped as if she had fallen in her haste. Hazel eyes that seemed to large for her small, thin face darted up from the floor beneath the table to his face, wild and weak. They looked years older than the rest of her. And they rounded even more as she saw him.

“I need a place to hide.” She blurted.