The Causeway; Thursday Early Morning
So Emily had spend the whole past day in the mainland, driking her way into oblivion. She couldn't lie, and that was like breaking her legs and throwing her into a pack of hungry wolves, or whatever made sense in terms of not being able to fend for herself in the sight of such adversity.
So to the mainland it had been; she had more than enough money to spare there, and a bunch of people that cared so little about her she wouldn't need to answer anything significant to them. Still, she couldn't shake the indignation bubbling up in her chest as she made her way back to the island; she, forced to back down, to retreat. Talk about a humility lesson.
"Ugh, I need a shower."
[ Broadcast alright, nfi. ]
So to the mainland it had been; she had more than enough money to spare there, and a bunch of people that cared so little about her she wouldn't need to answer anything significant to them. Still, she couldn't shake the indignation bubbling up in her chest as she made her way back to the island; she, forced to back down, to retreat. Talk about a humility lesson.
"Ugh, I need a shower."
[ Broadcast alright, nfi. ]