Mazhigigika Miludin do Din Nolurun Dou [Magilou] (
spinatalltale) wrote2017-08-07 11:57 pm
[WEEK 1, WEDNESDAY EVENING: Jacobo]
[hey. hey Jacobo. guess what?]
[there's a pink witch following you home today :)]
[do you engage]
[there's a pink witch following you home today :)]
[do you engage]

no subject
[and there it is]
[feelings (ugh) of actual caring (gross) and being reminded that there is at least one little twerp on this stupid island whose death would legitimately make her heart wrench with pain]
[she hates it. she hates it. what has she ever gained from caring about others? a miserable childhood. a heart ground to dust. a heart incapable of feeling anything except whimsical interest in whatever happened to catch her fancy]
[. . . a pack of comrades and misfits. a group of criminals, cast aside by the world. people who understood her desire to keep a distance, but still had her back, no matter the circumstances]
[her fingers curl tightly against her arm as she turns away, trying her best to pull back the indifference she had relied upon for so long]
He's a good kid.