Talk:Lamia/@comment-27303410-20161112165302

you're on your way home during a cold winter night when I hear someone asking you for spare change, when you look  to see who it is you spot a lamia, holding a mug with pleading eyes.

"Please (sir/miss), do you have any spare change?" she ask you again, she in a worn out coat with patches, hair matted and she shivering from the cold air. "Please sir any spare change you can give, I'm cold and hungry. she tells you.

WWYD?

(Comeone people I know we all have hearts here.)