08-06-2018, 09:48 AM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
//retro injuries
goldie, having been late to most meetings lately, made sure to show up early to this one. her papa made it even easier due to the fact that he was late. she sat down by herself, eyeing the male with a warm gaze as he began to speak. she hoped he liked the little notes she and her siblings had left behind, she loved to leave him little messages. she thought it was nice, especially with all the sticky notes he had laying around.
the girl listened quietly, keeping note of the joiners. she'd finally began to catch up to most of them, which made her feel a bit of satisfaction as she realized this. upon hearing her name in the announcements, her face would lighten a little. she was always happy to receive praise from her papa, it made her incredibly happy.
she was also happy about all those who also received shout-outs and promotions. the rest of the meeting was simple event announcements, as usual, and went by quickly enough. "great job, and thank you!" she would let out with a happy tone as he finished up.
goldie, having been late to most meetings lately, made sure to show up early to this one. her papa made it even easier due to the fact that he was late. she sat down by herself, eyeing the male with a warm gaze as he began to speak. she hoped he liked the little notes she and her siblings had left behind, she loved to leave him little messages. she thought it was nice, especially with all the sticky notes he had laying around.
the girl listened quietly, keeping note of the joiners. she'd finally began to catch up to most of them, which made her feel a bit of satisfaction as she realized this. upon hearing her name in the announcements, her face would lighten a little. she was always happy to receive praise from her papa, it made her incredibly happy.
she was also happy about all those who also received shout-outs and promotions. the rest of the meeting was simple event announcements, as usual, and went by quickly enough. "great job, and thank you!" she would let out with a happy tone as he finished up.
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.