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Belle teaching a young girl how to read (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧
me: * has no friends * me: minimalism
✘ SOFIA.
‘ Sorry! I figured you were a little OLD to have an imaginary friend, but — — I decided not to burst your bubble if you still did. I’m Sofia, it’s nice to meet someone with a sense of humour. Everyone here is so SERIOUS, don’t you think? ’
‘ thanks, i guess? -------- i’m daphne. & i don’t really pay attention to any of them. ‘
yes another tag dump
SOFIA
‘ Oh! Yeah! Of course! I just … didn’t see them there. May I sit with … both of you? ’
‘ ----- i wasn’t being serious. i mean, if you really want to, sure. i don’t own the chair. ‘
✧ SOFIA
@daphncs ; starter
‘ You mind if I sit with you? Eating breakfast all lonely isn’t a good start to the day. ’
‘ the fact that you think i’m sitting alone is very offensive to my imaginary friend who’s clearly right next to me. ‘
✧ FROG ;
@daphncs !!
“ whoa, be careful there. it sounded like you were genuinely concerned for me. ”
‘ don’t be RIDICULOUS, you’re like one of the last people i would ever care about. ‘
✧ WOLFGANG ;
For the better part of the past decade, Wolfgang had remained apathetic. People came, & people went. And Wolfie? He didn’t care. Sure, a loss was still a loss – but attachments had never been made. And friendships were nothing but superficial. Somehow, in Portland, that had all changed. He cared for more people than deemed safe in the apocalypse, and her fears? Those were ones he wouldn’t have understood completely in the past. Unfortunately, depending on how you look at it, he did now. “ I’m not going anywhere, Daph. One slip-up doesn’t sign me up for a trip six feet under. But I’ll try & stay close to the wall from now on. If that’s what you want. ” The older offered, though not entirely for her benefit. See, with more people to lose –– you also began fearing your own demise. “ On Camille’s behalf, none taken! She’s… special. One of a kind. ”
daphne had held back tears for the better part of her life & hadn’t felt the need to do so in a long time. she thought she was fine until she had thought he was dead & even now she could feel the tears fighting their way out. the struggle wasn’t anything new to her; she refused to cry, to let herself grieve for the people she had cared about, because that made it too real. she liked to deal with everything with one emotion: anger. but she was afraid she was going soft. ‘ that doesn’t sound like a crappy idea. --------- i can’t --- i can’t lose anymore FAMILY, that’s all i’m saying. so don’t go off & die. ‘
✧ WOLFGANG ;;
The teenager had never been much for AFFECTION ; not in the way he assumed she would had the world not been what it was. So, to say he was surprised when it was displayed would be understatement. Regardless, toned arms were wrapped around a slender frame within seconds. A year ago, Wolfgang had cared for no one but himself. And a year ago, he’d been content with that. Though now, there had been an increase in numbers. In people he’d risk his life for, who he – – to his own surprise – – loved. And Daphne was without doubt, one of them. Something he wasn’t sure she was aware of, but it was CLEAR; she should be.
it had been a long time since daphne had even hugged another person. the young girl felt more vulnerable than she had since the day she had been found hiding underneath her bed. she had insisted that she wouldn’t trust anyone so easily & she’d never get attached. she’d been betrayed before almost leaving her dead but she couldn’t help how much she had grown attached to him, he had become the closest thing to a father figure that she could have anymore. ‘ i just --- it made me realize that i don’t think i can lose you, you’re all i’ve got. i mean there’s camille but, no offense to her or anything, but we don’t have that much in common. ‘
✧ WOLFGANG ;;
“ C’mon, with Camille & Ziba around –– don’t you think I’m USED to it? It’s all GOOD. My pain threshold is through the fuckin’ roof anyways. ”
daphne wasn’t sure what she should do considering she had already apologized as she had intended to do to begin with. in a moment of what could be panic & even just an urge to show something besides anger, the young girl threw her arms around the elder giving him a tight HUG.
✧ @azvmus liked for a starter ;;
‘ i’m --- sorry ‘bout that whole kicking you thing. ‘
✧ WOLFGANG ;
Ignoring the younger’s previous question, the male took the opportunity swing his pack off his one shoulder ; bringing it back before him. “ I’m GLAD you asked! ” He spoke, attempting to hide an embarrassing EXCITEMENT. He was proud he’d managed to locate the item, though there was no point in letting people know what a difficult task it’d been. Instead, he reached into the bag; fishing out one worn copy of Peter Pan. “ I mean, fuckin’ doubtful you’ll ever get to WATCH it again –– and the cover’s pretty messed up, but… Merry Christmas, loser. ”
daphne stared at the elder in front of her taking in what he was saying & the object he had presented. the girl knew she should have felt excited, happy, about the fact that her favorite movie was being given to her. she knew she should have felt happiness that someone would have taken so long to find it just for her. instead her natural instinct was to push it down. she had gone so long making sure she didn’t feel close to anyone & when she thought wolfgang could be dead it made her realize that he had become more like FAMILY to her than her own family had been. instead of letting herself focus on those emotions, the tiny brunette used the one emotion she was used to: anger. ‘ you possibly risked your life to get this? something for me? why would you even do that, wolfie? ‘ before she could even allow herself to think or speak anymore she kicked the other in the leg.
✧ WOLFGANG ;
“ You can HIT me if you want. You wouldn’t be the first to have that reaction. I told you, –– I got held up! ANYWAYS; are you gonna keep yelling at me… or are you gonna ask what I got in this pack that was so DAMN important? ”
‘ i’m not going to hit you, you buttface! i’m mad you but i don’t want to hit you, that wouldn’t exactly help the whole me hoping you’re not hurt thing. where’s the logic in that, DILL HOLE? ---- what was so important? ‘
✧ WOLFGANG ;
“ UH; not a ghost, although that’d be fucking awesome… SORRY. I got–– held up. Nearly got my arm chopped off. Might actually get me a cool ass scar, though. Hopefully. But I was fine, really. I mean, c’mon. Don’t be… Daph, you don’t have to WORRY. Seriously, you people really do need to have more FAITH in me. ”
‘ you’re arm?! --- you were gone longer than usual, i thought you DIED! you can’t do that again! ‘
@azvmus!!
‘ you’re ------- not DEAD?! i mean, unless you’re a ghost. you’re not a ghost right? where the hell --- what were you thinking, i was worried! ‘