i drove all night /-/ open, drunk

[deimos]

DELDRACH

FEMALE — LIONESS — LONER

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No one quite knew why this massive, armed and dangerous jaglion was laying on a beach absolutely sobbing and smelling heavily of potent rum, terribly hiccuping and wheezing to get air in between sobs. Jumbalie was gone, and it was her fault. Why couldn't she move past it? Deldrach didn't quite know. She gagged suddenly, her body trying to throw up the alcohol, her paw beating against the sand. The sun was slowly setting, but Deldrach didn't seem to care, a low moan rising from her throat.

"Jumbaaaa..."

#psychosocial.