09-23-2022, 05:05 AM
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she had stayed hidden, away from sight, as the world fell into chaos and messes she could only hope would go away. everything had been so loud, she had lost her father and everybody she knew - couldn't see anything, anybody. she had felt so, so scared, all alone, clinging desperately to something to avoid drowning. now, however, she heard his voice again, loud and strong, and she followed the source of it to the gathering point. noticing somebody that didn't smell of the typhoon she didn't think much of her but instead walked closer to her father, shivering slightly. "can i help with something?"
— CHOCOLATE CHIPS ON MY STRACCIATELLA