12-24-2020, 07:45 PM
She's got low self esteem and vertigo
but she thinks she's fine and dandy!
Maybe the discens should have been sleeping. But she just couldn't. Something gripped her with a gentle but authoritative hold and she was unable to get comfortable. She was thinking of her mom and dad - where were they? The hurricane seemed so far away yet so close as she stood from her little den, hearing someone shuffling out of camp.
Blinking away the darkness, she began to follow Sherbet. She took a stare toward the stars, pointing out constellations in her head. When she first arrived in camp so many looked to the stars for guidance.
She hadn't realized she stopped until she heard him speak. Drift blinked, but neared him before speaking herself. "Maybe the warm love of everyone in Palm Glades is warming your paws?" She chuckled slightly, going to sit beside him.
She stared at the ocean before speaking in a softer tone, "I have a hard time looking at the ocean, now. I mean, it's pretty, but it's a.. well, its a bitch."
"Speech"
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" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗