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Posted: Mon Oct 13, 2014 7:57 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 13, 2014 7:58 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 13, 2014 10:44 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Tue Oct 14, 2014 7:50 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 14, 2014 7:59 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Oct 15, 2014 6:42 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 16, 2014 6:57 pm
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╔══════════════╗ « Scarlett Rose MacGregor » ╚══════════════╝
Birds and butterflies εїз Rivers and mountains she creates But you'll never know The next move she'll make You can try But it is useless to ask why Cannot control her She goes her own way
Scarlett rolled her eyes at his words and took a deep breath to try and not kill him. Jeez he was a jerk, she wasn’t 16 and she wasn’t being irrational. Screw him she mentally chided, thankful for the fact that he’d turned his attention to other things. She leaned the axe against the wall and rubbed her face with her hands tiredly. All she wanted to do was cry…and scream, maybe break some stuff, but mostly the first two. Sleep would have to happen sooner or later, the sooner the better, she hoped. Sleep usually helped to clear most negative emotions away, but she had a feeling this icy pit wouldn’t be warming up anytime soon.
Sniffling and blinking back tears she moved to the small table and turned on the electric kettle to warm water. Maybe some hot tea would calm her, she somehow doubted it, whiskey would do better but she didn’t much want to smell like Kade had the night before. The memory had her lip curling as a new wave of misery over took her and she growled low, busying her hands with careful slow movements to make lavender and chamomile tea, with a bit of honey. She turned moving her chair to the window as the tea steeped then sat down sipping the tea as she tried to focus on the clear sky outside. She’d gotten used to the random storms she’d experienced with Adrien, and she realized she missed them…some part of her prayed for a storm, but somehow she knew it wasn’t coming.
Wearing I'm With: nobody in my office > Kade outside the door Thinking: Back off OOC:
Once you will know my dear You don't have to fear A new beginning always starts at the end Until the end of time She goes her own way
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