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lost in the millions | p, havana - FINNEGAN F.M.R. - 07-18-2018
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Lost was the only word Mementomori could think of to describe how he had felt in the recent months. He knew he should have never left the Ascendants, he should have searched for Mike, and he should have never left the city in the first place. The three biggest mistakes he had made ever since he had awoken on this god forsaken, floating piece of dirt. Now, he was left feeling alone... empty... lost. He felt nothing. Perhaps it was childish of him to not let his mistakes go, to allow them to pile up and weigh him down with guilt, but it was hard to make these thoughts go away when he had no one to talk to, to confide in. Hell- he didn't even have any friends these days. How pathetic was that? Truly, he couldn't get any lower than this.
It had been quite a while since he joined Snowbound, yet, he had not felt compelled once to really get himself out there and meet his "clanmates". Maybe it was his own self-loathing that was keeping him back, but he just didn't... want to. Why would anyone want to talk to him anyway? He had nothing interesting to talk about or say. It would be pointless. So, instead, the husky had melted into the background, going about his days without speaking to anyone, really. That was how it had been since he joined, up until today. It was late morning and the male had slipped out to sit just outside the cave, off to one side and out of view. It was there that a slow rising, plume of smoke could be seen coming from between his jaws, a cigarette hangling loosely from one side of his mouth. Time and time again, he had tried to kick this shitty habit of his, knowing how awful it was for his health, but whenever he was in one of his moods, he couldn't really help it. Sighing, Vincent would now remove the cigarette from his mouth and put it out in the snow, leaning backwards to rest his back against the wall of the cave, eyes closing as he took in the cool air. Thank god summer didn't seem to have an effect on the temperature of this place.
/i haven't written him in sooo long and it's showing OOPS
anyways here you go bb <3
[member=110]susitna[/member] [member=158]hana.[/member]
It had been quite a while since he joined Snowbound, yet, he had not felt compelled once to really get himself out there and meet his "clanmates". Maybe it was his own self-loathing that was keeping him back, but he just didn't... want to. Why would anyone want to talk to him anyway? He had nothing interesting to talk about or say. It would be pointless. So, instead, the husky had melted into the background, going about his days without speaking to anyone, really. That was how it had been since he joined, up until today. It was late morning and the male had slipped out to sit just outside the cave, off to one side and out of view. It was there that a slow rising, plume of smoke could be seen coming from between his jaws, a cigarette hangling loosely from one side of his mouth. Time and time again, he had tried to kick this shitty habit of his, knowing how awful it was for his health, but whenever he was in one of his moods, he couldn't really help it. Sighing, Vincent would now remove the cigarette from his mouth and put it out in the snow, leaning backwards to rest his back against the wall of the cave, eyes closing as he took in the cool air. Thank god summer didn't seem to have an effect on the temperature of this place.
/i haven't written him in sooo long and it's showing OOPS
anyways here you go bb <3
[member=110]susitna[/member] [member=158]hana.[/member]
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