11-02-2020, 08:34 PM
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Rosemary winglessly glided down by Roxanne, attempting to touch her nose to her sister’s muzzle in greeting. The ocelot expected little from these gatherings, but she attended all the same—for the occasional interesting tidbit that’d flare up. She sighed, adjusted the satchel at her side, and frowned before she remembered how she’d intentionally packed light for the journey.
The witch glanced down to the pup as the Pittian child approached, her forked tail curling apprehensively. Though Rosemary hated politics and rarely got involved, the Pitt were a rare exception. Even so, this was a young child.
“Hello. We’re from the Typhoon, and I’m Rosemary Roux.” The slender wildcat dipped her head in greeting. Her ears flicked, and she wondered how old the pup was. The child should probably be speaking in full sentences by now? But the kid didn’t, so Rosemary hesitated on scolding her for her poor manners. “Do you have a name?”
The witch glanced down to the pup as the Pittian child approached, her forked tail curling apprehensively. Though Rosemary hated politics and rarely got involved, the Pitt were a rare exception. Even so, this was a young child.
“Hello. We’re from the Typhoon, and I’m Rosemary Roux.” The slender wildcat dipped her head in greeting. Her ears flicked, and she wondered how old the pup was. The child should probably be speaking in full sentences by now? But the kid didn’t, so Rosemary hesitated on scolding her for her poor manners. “Do you have a name?”
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I FEEL SO HUNGRY —
— Dear diary, I don't know what's going on, but something's up / The dog won't stop barking, and I think my TV is bust / Every channel is the same, it's sending me insane / And earlier somebody bit me, what a fucking day / The sky is falling / It's fucking boring / I'm going braindead, isolated / God is a shithead / And we're his rejects / Traumatized for breakfast / I can't stomach any more survival horror / Dear diary, I feel itchy like there's bugs under my skin / The dog's gone rabid (shut the fuck up) / Doing my head in —— WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?