08-04-2018, 12:13 PM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
the girl eyed freya as she seemed to have accidentally walked in on her doing something, looking towards the book she had. she smiled back to the female, immediately growing distracted from her original goal. "hiya," she offered in a friendly voice, tired eyes curious. her crewmates were so diverse and had such different lives, she was always interested in learning more about each one. in her opinion, it was important to familiarize yourself with the people you lived with. it was more beneficial, anyway.
"what're you doing?" she decided to ask in a curious tone. she didn't ask it in a demanding way, but almost as a suggestion. freya ultimately didn't need to answer, after all. she didn't want to make anybody uncomfortable.
"what're you doing?" she decided to ask in a curious tone. she didn't ask it in a demanding way, but almost as a suggestion. freya ultimately didn't need to answer, after all. she didn't want to make anybody uncomfortable.
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.