⠀ 🪡 ⠀ ╱ ⠀ 🧵 ⠀ ◞ ░ ◟ 𓊆 CAINE 𓊇◝ º STILL ACCEPTING ︴ @aivoided ︴ ➔ 7. INSOMNIA
𝐓͓̽𝐇͓̽𝐄͓̽ 𝐂͓̽𝐈͓̽𝐑͓̽𝐂͓̽US 𝐑͓̽𝐄͓̽𝐏͓̽𝐎͓̽𝐒͓̽𝐄͓̽𝐒͓̽ beneath a stillness of almost ceremonial refinement , a manufactured quietude stretched taut across its impossible expanse like gilded canvas over an unfinished dream . curled upon the couch with her knees gathered to her chest , ragatha occupies herself with the absent ministry of smoothing her skirt , fingertips traversing the fabric in slow , repetitive passes . the gesture serves no practical end ; the wrinkles persist only in imagination . yet the motion grants her restless thoughts a conduit through which to dissipate , lest they remain trapped within the labyrinthine corridors of her own contemplation . around her , the world lingers in its perpetual counterfeit of midnight , suspended between moments , and she permits herself to drift within its hush .
the fragile equilibrium ruptures at the sound of a sudden POP !
a sharp yelp escapes her before she can reclaim it , one hand flying to her chest in instinctive alarm as though attempting to steady a heartbeat long since rendered obsolete , ⸺ 𓊆 🪡 𓊇 ❝ c - caine ! ❞ 𓊆 🪡 𓊇 ⸺ the artificial intelligence' name tumbles free in a breathless rush , her shoulders drawing tight before gradually relinquishing their tension , ⸺ 𓊆 🪡 𓊇 ❝ oh — sorry , you just … really got me there ! ❞ 𓊆 🪡 𓊇 ⸺ said admission arrives alongside a nervous laugh , more reflex than amusement . the ragdoll smooths a hand over her attire once more , gaze momentarily dropping as embarrassment settles warmly beneath her stitched smile , ⸺ 𓊆 🪡 𓊇 ❝ i wasn’t trying to be out this late or anything . i just … couldn’t really sleep . figured sitting out here might help , i guess ... ❞