08-04-2018, 01:14 PM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
the girl's dizziness grew as she turned to paper, her balance more wobbly than usual, likely from both the exhaustion and the fact she just fell out of a tree after passing out. she blinked a few times, trying to fix it, though that didn't seem to work much at all. she didn't seem to be looking at anything in particular, her gaze distant as she tried to grab hold on the world and wake herself up.
at paper's words, she twitched her ear a couple times. the answer wasn't hard to come up with. "my papa...the best papa ever," she'd say quickly, her voice seeming a bit out of breath. she was also still recovering from the panic she felt whenever she woke up. she closed her eyes for a moment, shaking her head. "it's fine - i jus' passed out for a moment."
at paper's words, she twitched her ear a couple times. the answer wasn't hard to come up with. "my papa...the best papa ever," she'd say quickly, her voice seeming a bit out of breath. she was also still recovering from the panic she felt whenever she woke up. she closed her eyes for a moment, shaking her head. "it's fine - i jus' passed out for a moment."
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.