#( — 02 winifred snow. )

[carriepope]

@winifredxsnow​

Winifred smiled at the patrons when she first stepped into the space she’d so generously given to her late husband’s daughter. A pity gift if anything else. Something for the brunette to occupy her time with rather than have to return home with unshed tears in order to reminisce of the old man she had lost suddenly. Freak accidents happened. At least that’s what Carrie had assured her of upon meeting her to the hospital. The brunette had splashed some water upon her face, irritated her eyes, all but slapped her face to ensure it had appeared that she was capable of some human emotion. As dark hues fell upon Winifred, she couldn’t help the cheshire grin that slid across her features. “I’m glad to see you haven’t fucked this place too much. I can’t say much about your clientele, however. They’re....” she grimaces as she looked at an older man, “special.”