Aug 9, 2015
daunanka
Do you ever have a pulsing in your head. Like, not a headache but it feels more like someone’s punching your brain. I’m having that right now, I guess I can deal with it every now and then but it’s been hours!
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daunanka
Do you ever have a pulsing in your head. Like, not a headache but it feels more like someone’s punching your brain. I’m having that right now, I guess I can deal with it every now and then but it’s been hours!
daunanka
“ Why do you have hair gel in the middle of the end of the world. “
daunanka;;
▋▸ ▸ ☼ Mae-chan! It’s a delight to see you again; truly, we must be fated to meet like this...where’s the red thread binding our heartstrings together? Aha!
There!
Useless though it is in this new world, this perfect mouthful of silence, this haven without banks or phone calls or takeaway drivers - useless though it is, paint is still hard to come by. They hold the can in their arms and stagger beneath the weight, dizzy just from lifting it. No time. Footsteps from behind.
"I can't turn around," they explain, forgetting through the spin that they aren't back safely in the base, that their back isn't to the only one who goes near to them. Their consonants blur together, tangle in their smile. "This is really heavy, you know! I should have brought someone with me better at scavenging. Give me a hand?"
Tsukikocha? Really? Wow. Red string of fated that one, didn’t we? What, should we get married now? Give me your hand. I’ve got the knife. Part of me missed you, like how you miss the rain when it’s humid and stick burning. Part of me doesn’t care, red scarf girl.