“𝐈’𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐦𝐞…”

“𝐈’𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐦𝐞…”

“I-I do…trying to hide anything from you is pointless~”

A smirk formed at the corner of her lips while a shudder ran down her spine from the lick.

“Not at all! I-I…could never to admit to such.”

“I…have no idea what you’re talking about!”

“You know I would never dream to do such a thing…~”

“You can’t just…say things like that…”

“𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐄𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫…”

𝐆𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞. 𝐆𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞.

#𝐒𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐲

You’re no better.

She really shouldn’t be enjoying such a view, but oh well

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❛ God, it's been so long since I've actually had a nice shower. It's the little things you miss. ❜

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“𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐄𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫…”

𝐆𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞. 𝐆𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞.

#𝐒𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐲

…would

Some things are easier to get used to rather than questioning but by all accounts it was still a great view.

A part of her wonders whether or not this wrong to look at but at the same time…she doesn’t mind all that much.

Is she going to miss one of the loves of her life?

Yeah.

Probably.

Everything is fragile, doesn’t hurt to live a little even if it means someone doesn’t.

Just go online dating or something, never know unless you try.

Plastic wrap is a thing.

There are MANY ways.

// i hate that i was actually about to link that lol

Proper private time? So many questions and especially what that could ever mean…though she may already know the answer.

She let out a rather tired chuckle, exhausted yet starting to feel a bit better though a bit of sass naturally had to bubble to the surface once again.

“Don’t forget that blue fiend that you hate so much…”

Her hand slowly reached back into the shadows, as if reaching out to someone.

Her eye remained locked on the message, letting it wrap around their still pained body but that blanket fell just as quickly to be replaced with doubt.

“I wish it were that simple to believe Neith, to look forward to…but it’s not.”

𝐀 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐭…𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐲.

𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞.

𝐀𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞.

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐟…𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐮𝐤𝐢?

“Good to know, it would’ve been strange for go from wanting to mate to wanting to kill me.”

// everyone protect Suki’s already fragile mental walls lol

“Quite the drastic change from the other day…wouldn’t you say?”