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« IT’S LOVELY // I HATE IT »
i remade my oldest muse bc i’m a sucker for her.
A laugh buds past her lips too quickly for her to move a hand over her mouth to stop it. “That is the greatest come back I’ve ever heard. I take it it’s hereditary…”
NAYA ENJOYS THAT SOUND -- laughter, she hasn’t heard it in so long. It twitches the corners of her mouth up into a smile, she extends out a hand. “I’m Natazja, Naya. And yes, my mother is terrifying.”
「 greenberged 」
SOMETHING DREW HER HERE -- that’s the only way to explain it, she can feel it deep in her bones. But for what reason, she has no idea, and decides not to make any fuss of it (for all she knows, maybe her brother is here somewhere). With a wave of her hand, she grabs the attention of a younger male, or tries to, at least. “Hey, can you point me to the library, or something?”
「 basilisms」
A SHOWER AND A WARM MEAL. That’s all she wants, all she needs in the world. People keeping giving her such a look when she asks if they need any work done, she is only trying to do the right thing! A hand extends to stop the man, she looks at him with wide eyes. “Do you know somewhere I can eat -- preferably for free?”
「 minuseyes」
IT WOULD BE RUDE TO COMMENT. She knows this; he can’t see, but he still has feelings. But, still, it is something so new to her, and she simply falters, doesn’t know what to do. Finally, she decides announcing herself to be best -- clears her throat and rocks back on her heels. “Hey, there.”
「 glitterlicked 」
NORMALLY, SHE AVOIDS GETTING INTO THE AFFAIRS OF OTHERS. But, with a few drinks in her system (she hasn’t had alcohol in years), she feels rather flushed, chatty. “You look like you could use a drink; my shout?”
dying my hair purple bc i am a fucking adult and i do what i want.
skovbarn. starter call.
“You look like you could punch someone in the face and they’d apologize for being in the way of your fist…”
SHE’S TEMPTED TO SMILE. But doesn’t, instead tilts her head, curious. “You flatter me. Although - you should see my mother.”
gonna shower and then i’ll write starters !!
i have three days off so i am so down for this !! like for a starter !!
though, naya seemed to have nothing but good intentions. she did good deeds to get people to let her stay with them. bugs on the other hand would show up at the front door, looking pathetic and basically bed for a warm place to sleep or even a shower. it didn’t happen most of the time because he didn’t have much to offer. an eyebrow will raise as he eyeballs the jewels that dangled around her neck before they drifted down to her hand as she shook his own.
“bunny, huh? the buck teeth, help with that, right?” he’ll let out a chuckle, shaking his head as he lets his hand fall back to his lap. “natazja. that’s exotic. where are you from?”
SHE SHIFTS BESIDE HIM. Straightens herself and folds hands together neatly in her lap; she looks at him for a moment, decides she doesn’t trust him quite enough to tell him anywhere near the truth, and smiles. “My parents are from the Netherlands.” She thinks that is the closest language to her own, although, she’s never been sure (they tell her, she listens, the usual). Bites on her tongue, and raises her hand to her mouth, clears her throat. “I am from. Nowhere, really. I do not have a home.”
he wasn’t necessarily homeless but it wasn’t like his apartment actually was useful. he hasn’t been able to pay the water bill or the power bill so it’s just a cold room with a dirty mattress. sometimes, he’ll sleep on friend’s couches so he can have a meal and a shower. doesn’t happen very often because who would want a junkie in there house, right? whenever she sits down next to him, he’ll let a goofy smile spread across his freckled features.
“well, the water bill is expensive this month, you know?” he’ll give a shrug before holding out his hand. “you can call me bugs. like bugs bunny,”
FOR THE MOST PART, SHE DID THE SAME. Found friends to make, and hoped for a meal and a place to sleep in return for good deeds. Perhaps they weren’t so different, apart from the pride keeping her pointed nose to the sky (and the jewels resting on her fingers, dangling around her neck, shining irresistibly). Darkened eyes look to his hand for a moment, she almost flinches. But, she’ll take it, she’ll move her gaze up and smile. “I think Bunny suits you better. They are nice, so are you. That is what I’ll call you.” She doesn’t really care if he minds or not. “I am Natazja, although, Naya is fine, too.”