[ Closed - Billboard plot ]
Mara leaned on the doorframe of her apartment building, head tilted to the side as she studied the billboard that had appeared down the street.

It was rather elegant, all things considered, but she wasn't sure how she felt about being portrayed as something of a marionette. She preferred to think she was the one pulling the strings when she could.

Then again, this was Tampa, it was a seven and she was on a billboard she'd never posed for.

Yep, that was definitely a tug she felt.