12-16-2018, 12:20 AM
ARISIDE LANECES
✯ — GIVE ME A CHANCE TO CATCH MY BREATH
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as of late, ariside's luck had been absolutely lackluster. like, completely. she may have gotten lucky twice but both were one-night stands.
and today? today was the shit on the pie. ymir had been with her for one night of fun, and her emotions were all over the place now. she wanted a simple, long-term relationship. she was tired of feeling used after every potentially romantic encounter. they always walked away and pretended like it never happened. she was tired of this feeling.
so now, she was outside of her forge with the sun beginning to dip towards the horizon. she gave a tired breath, looking around at her creation. she had set up a few jugs of the liquor she had been given by a friend in the rosebloods, a few jugs of orange juice for the younger ones and the critters that didnt feel like drinking any alcohol. she knew she was going to be wasted before the sun even set.
clearing her throat, she went about setting up some wires and jars with fireflies, most hibernating yet. she had cleaned up the area for safe enjoyment of her peers, a party before Christmas got under way. a last "screw it all" to the rough hand they'd been thrown with the flood and every other hard moment.
and today? today was the shit on the pie. ymir had been with her for one night of fun, and her emotions were all over the place now. she wanted a simple, long-term relationship. she was tired of feeling used after every potentially romantic encounter. they always walked away and pretended like it never happened. she was tired of this feeling.
so now, she was outside of her forge with the sun beginning to dip towards the horizon. she gave a tired breath, looking around at her creation. she had set up a few jugs of the liquor she had been given by a friend in the rosebloods, a few jugs of orange juice for the younger ones and the critters that didnt feel like drinking any alcohol. she knew she was going to be wasted before the sun even set.
clearing her throat, she went about setting up some wires and jars with fireflies, most hibernating yet. she had cleaned up the area for safe enjoyment of her peers, a party before Christmas got under way. a last "screw it all" to the rough hand they'd been thrown with the flood and every other hard moment.
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