MY SANITY TAKEN // pregnancy

[Lawlocked]

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The commotion was enough to draw Lawkit out of his stupor. Grey eyes cutting towards the group, from a distance he could heard the words: harsh and cruel cutting. Salem’s voice was neutral, but Roxanne’s, diya’s, Georgia’s voice were scathing. Lawkit wondered why it was the preset: he remembered Aphra’s voice echoing outside moma’s den and felt a flash of fury, What right did Aphra have, what kind of relationship spoke of such a toxic abuse warranted that kind fo disrespect? Law felt his own lip curl dangerously, but he didn’t speak, the creature roux instead moving closer towards roxane- the only one there that felt safe ( he knew most, of the faces here, but Aphra was mean, and salem was entirely new).

He wanted to say something, but frustrated, or flustered- law’s mouth remained shut, instead watching the group bicker towards Aphra and Aphra bicker back. He wondered if he could figure out the reason why there was such an open dislike: if it was because of Aphra or- or momma?

No, all he could hear: gleam was that the crew were in the same thought of stealing Aphra’s kids. At least there were no fire back from Georgia ‘s comment. It… it was shocking to note, stealing was wrong. It wasn’t right. stealing the right to allow Aphra to try. Dark thoughts broke him from his revery- from his silence

“[glow=grey,2,300]n-No, that’s not right.[/glow]” Law’s voice, while shaky was firm when he looked towards Georgia. Family was important: and if Aphra was trying to create one, no one had a right to take from her that. None.

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[glow=#5E5E5E,2,300]The dark doesn't frighten me[/glow]

[glow=#5E5E5E,2,300]I chose to close my eyes; it is mine[/glow]