ᴏɴᴇ ✄ something's wrong

[ghostpsychosis]

[[OOC: Warning's for slight violence.]]

[It was like a heartbeat. Each passing moment, heartbeats. The steady rhythmic thump that would normally seem so calming, especially when sleeping, was a sure sign something was wrong. Everything was quiet besides the thump-thump. Then a gun is being cocked. Bang. Shotgun. That's what it is.

Thump-thump. Heart

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[waterfell]

She's everywhere, but she's not Violet. She's an Asian girl instead, with dark hair and darker eyes and a sly smile - and of course, a school uniform. She never seems to quite look directly at him, face always hidden in profile at best.

She's there in the school hallway, where she traces a finger down her face, as if to draw attention to the blood on Tate's. She's there in the library, sitting on a table next to the one he looks under - surprise! not Violet.

She's in the basement. She holds out her hands as if to catch the ball.

[waterfell]

How rude. There's nothing wrong with her. Certainly, a human shouldn't be the one to question her and imply that there is.

"Nothing," she says, calmly enough not to be defensive but too quickly to have been an answer formed through introspection.

"What's wrong with you?" There's a smirk there, and the insufferable superiority of someone who sees flaws.

[ghostpsychosis]

Her quick response gave him the clue that he needed: there was something wrong with her. He doesn't react positively or negatively towards it, though. He's still playing the neutral card, for now.

"Nothing," his response is much slower and thought out, but still a lie. He wasn't about to just pour out all his problems now.

[waterfell]

How fortunate nothing is wrong with either of them. She smirks faintly, as if to say it, as if to recognize it for the lie that it is.

"Then someone like you has no business asking that question," she says. Whether she means someone without problems can't understand them, or that someone with problems and lying about it shouldn't be pointing the finger, goes unsaid.

[ghostpsychosis]

"You'd know, wouldn't you?" His tone is definitely more accusing this time, Tate is getting rather tired of her 'better-than-you' attitude. She was nothing like Violet, or the women that he's met.

[waterfell]

She has endless attitude to give, really. The moments it drops are the rare ones.

"I know we don't know each other nearly well enough for you to pretend to know anything about me," she answers bluntly. Knowing someone takes time. And effort.

[ghostpsychosis]

Tate gives her a look that clearly says 'I don't care' and motions to the stairs that lead up to the house itself. He wants her out. This was his mind, his unconscious, and she had to right to it.

"So leave."

[waterfell]

"As you wish, then!" Though the words were entirely facetious rather than obedient, she did in fact start up the stairs.

They'd doubtless harass each other in further dreams anyway.