❛ Sublime is something you choke on after a shot of tequila. ❜
𝙷𝙾𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚅𝙴𝚂 𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙴 : 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽
she blinked a couple of times , holding the same little sly smile she so often offered out to her oblivious patients . this was a strange condition to EXIST IN ; neither dead nor alive , neither gone nor there … lenore busker was following a script written by someone else . but she still chose how to interpret her role . her GHOST WRITER gave her plenty of liberty , he trusted her ability to ENTERTAIN but , every once in a while , another actor would go rogue . and boy oh boy , was blondie over here making it difficult for lenny to follow her lines . she felt uneasy at clockworks ( or at least , farouk’s version of clockworks ) and kept whispering little upsetting things into other patients’ ears . ━━━ TSK , TSK , TSK , SYD ! don’t go ruining it for everyone else just because you’re not having any fun , you sourpuss .
❝ you have a tendency to romanticise destruction , sydney . you ever noticed that ? ❞ lenny asked, doing her best impression of a serious functioning adult . she had bitten her tongue , keeping any childish comments regarding recreational choking to herself . but lenny was surprised when she found herself wondering which part of her head had thought of wrapping her hands around syd’s throat . had it been her’s ? had it been farouk’s ? the big boss man certainly had some major CREEP VIBES … lenny tilted her head, lips only curling further as she examined syd from head to toe . ❝ get some rest . ❞ said the fake psychiatrist . and then … something else . lenny’s lips didn’t move . but she still said something to the blonde . a whisper in a voice that didn’t quite match busker’s .
❝ rien n'est plus sublime qu'un rêve. ❞