" Are you holding up alright? "
@heavenlywinged || CATCHING UP AND CHECKING IN
𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐀𝐘, 𝐍𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐎 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅. Try as she might, her recent dreams ( and memories… ) replayed in her mind much like a broken record. It was no one's fault, and in reality, not even her own; That person chose to do what they had, for their own gains and goals. What that was, even she was uncertain of. What she did know, was that she had a lot to repair, and a lot to gain. Or perhaps, would it technically be re-gain? But how can it count as something she's re-gaining, if she never had it to begin with?
Peridot hues eye the male before her, she debating what to say to him. Lying wasn't an option; He would know. With how long these two have been acquainted…and truly; she did see and regard him as someone she held dear and close. Thus, her gaze closes, and she places her right hand up on her torso as she speaks to him.
❝ Mister Sunday…There's been…some days that are harder than most. But otherwise, I have been well. I trust you had a restful trip? Oh please do tell me about it. Perhaps over tea? ❞