when my memory wanders, as it does when bad things happen,
WHO: Namine linkthismemory & Roxas bitchykid
Where: 91st Street Upper East
DATE: Sunday, November 8th
SUMMARY: Roxas needs a hug.
STATUS: Closed
[[ooc; and by morning I meant I was going to get distracted writing papers until now m(_ _)m]]
It was a promise after all. I'll come see your pictures, I'll come explain. I won't involve you in my troubles. I meant every last one. I wondered how different the island would look in her pictures... I wondered if she would forgive me for hurting that kid, or if it would scare her.
Walking to meet her, I felt brittle inside. Cold and uncertain and threatened to the point of breaking. Something had tried to tell me Sora was coming. The doctor wanted to think someone had drugged me but I... knew better, because Sora was here now, writing in the journals, telling everyone his name and little details that made him unmistakable.
He was going to take everything from me, carefree and easily. I grit my teeth. I wouldn't let him. I wouldn't let him know it was me. I wouldn't let anyone else know it was him.
But Namine knew. I ducked my chin down into my jacket, frowning at the concrete. I had too much to admit to her. I wondered if it would have been better for her if I'd never told her anything at all... I toed at the concrete viciously and wondered.
Where: 91st Street Upper East
DATE: Sunday, November 8th
SUMMARY: Roxas needs a hug.
STATUS: Closed
[[ooc; and by morning I meant I was going to get distracted writing papers until now m(_ _)m]]
It was a promise after all. I'll come see your pictures, I'll come explain. I won't involve you in my troubles. I meant every last one. I wondered how different the island would look in her pictures... I wondered if she would forgive me for hurting that kid, or if it would scare her.
Walking to meet her, I felt brittle inside. Cold and uncertain and threatened to the point of breaking. Something had tried to tell me Sora was coming. The doctor wanted to think someone had drugged me but I... knew better, because Sora was here now, writing in the journals, telling everyone his name and little details that made him unmistakable.
He was going to take everything from me, carefree and easily. I grit my teeth. I wouldn't let him. I wouldn't let him know it was me. I wouldn't let anyone else know it was him.
But Namine knew. I ducked my chin down into my jacket, frowning at the concrete. I had too much to admit to her. I wondered if it would have been better for her if I'd never told her anything at all... I toed at the concrete viciously and wondered.