Breathes in a way that doesn't sound correct .

(( trying to force myself to have muse but I'm actually deflating like a balloon FRRRR

(( watch me remember this is an account again

Hair messed , lips cracked and eyes fixated on the dim glow of her laptop across the room ; she was well and truly trying to figure out how long she'd been asleep .

It only happened ONCE . :(

(( Cracks knuckles . Okay I will write on this account , I will write on this account , I will write on this account --

Nah no but lyk yanno , I am propa ' in ta door ' material . Lyk I'm ' tell me everythin' about ya for no particular reason ' material too . But mans just so untrustin' , init . Savage . :(

Outside her little bungalow , cigarette between her lips and her hands running through red tresses ; she was prepping herself to actually go to work .

we have to take care of ourselves.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀༆ ༷ 𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐀 𝐄𝐃𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒 　 ‘ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғᴀᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ sᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡs . ‘