06-23-2018, 08:56 PM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
//retro to pinch's death
Goldie is not a fan of seeing Pincher smoke. In order to distract herself from Pincher smoking, what does Goldie do?
she had picked up on the destructive habits of her papa smoking a while ago, and had grown quite used to it. she was glad he avoided doing it around her, but it still bothered her that he did do it. she knew it wasn't good for him. she wasn't going to scream at him for it, though. she didn't totally understand the purpose of it and didn't know enough about it to do so correctly. that wouldn't stop her from disliking it, though. he shouldn't hurt himself.
so, sometimes when she did get pretty bothered by it, she would go towards the jungle, or to go cooking, but she didn't feel like doing that right now. she looked for flowers and plants that smelled nice, although she knew better than to stick her face in every single thing she saw, so her search was done carefully. she would grab all of the nice smelling things and find some way to attach them to herself, whether by setting them on her ear or simply holding them. eventually, whens she was all done, she smelled nice and pretty and got any thoughts of the gross smoke out of her mind. and that's what she was doing right now. currently she had placed an orange hibiscus on her ear and sniffed the air for more, her expression relaxed.
Goldie is not a fan of seeing Pincher smoke. In order to distract herself from Pincher smoking, what does Goldie do?
she had picked up on the destructive habits of her papa smoking a while ago, and had grown quite used to it. she was glad he avoided doing it around her, but it still bothered her that he did do it. she knew it wasn't good for him. she wasn't going to scream at him for it, though. she didn't totally understand the purpose of it and didn't know enough about it to do so correctly. that wouldn't stop her from disliking it, though. he shouldn't hurt himself.
so, sometimes when she did get pretty bothered by it, she would go towards the jungle, or to go cooking, but she didn't feel like doing that right now. she looked for flowers and plants that smelled nice, although she knew better than to stick her face in every single thing she saw, so her search was done carefully. she would grab all of the nice smelling things and find some way to attach them to herself, whether by setting them on her ear or simply holding them. eventually, whens she was all done, she smelled nice and pretty and got any thoughts of the gross smoke out of her mind. and that's what she was doing right now. currently she had placed an orange hibiscus on her ear and sniffed the air for more, her expression relaxed.
NOTHING'S EVER LOST FOREVER, IT'S JUST HIDING IN THE RECESS OF YOUR MIND AND WHEN YOU NEED IT, IT WILL COME TO YOU AT NIGHT. I MISS THE YELLOW. I MISS THE YELLING AND THE SHAKEDOWN. I'M NOT COMPLAINING, NO, I GOT A BETTER SET OF KNIVES NOW. I MISS MY DRUMMER, MY DEAD STEPBROTHER, AND THE PIT CROWD. AND CHUCK AND MATTY - IF THEY COULD SEE ME THEY'D BE SO PROUD.