08-04-2018, 02:53 PM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
the girl felt herself calm down and she attempted to push herself back into a standing position, almost falling over again. she blinked a few more times, turning her dizzy attention to rosemary as she approached and spoke up. her ear flicked at her words, a little bit of guilt entering her gaze. she needed to stop worrying them so much. she was doing better, too.
perhaps accepting her offer would please her, though, and would help her feel better. "o-okay, if you want," she'd say with a small nod, stumbling slightly from the movement. she didn't really plan on using the information for herself, but it would be better if she did learn. plus, she could use it for others. her papa, for example, certainly could use more sleep.
goldie blinked a couple more times, looking to lucifer, shaking her head lightly at his words. "tha' would b-be nice, but," she didn't quite know how to explain it. she didn't want to tell them the real reason she didn't sleep. "others don' needa' go to all tha' trouble for me. an' sleeping isn't so bad, just waking up. i feel better not doin' it." that was about as in-depth as she'd go into it for now.
perhaps accepting her offer would please her, though, and would help her feel better. "o-okay, if you want," she'd say with a small nod, stumbling slightly from the movement. she didn't really plan on using the information for herself, but it would be better if she did learn. plus, she could use it for others. her papa, for example, certainly could use more sleep.
goldie blinked a couple more times, looking to lucifer, shaking her head lightly at his words. "tha' would b-be nice, but," she didn't quite know how to explain it. she didn't want to tell them the real reason she didn't sleep. "others don' needa' go to all tha' trouble for me. an' sleeping isn't so bad, just waking up. i feel better not doin' it." that was about as in-depth as she'd go into it for now.
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.