﹙ * ﹚ &* @delightedends: 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚒'𝚖 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚢.
and . . . perhaps she was. 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚠 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚢 ; fed her subtlest berry–tinged smile to the persisting silence. though firmly in favour of turning bella, alice had to admit that she did list chaoswards. she seemed to have no real instincts of self–preservation and 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍, 𝚒𝚏 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍, 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚠 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛. just to spite the risks, flouting warning signals and good sense. ❛❛ i dunno, ❜❜ alice hummed at last, tracing the woodgrain of an aged tabletop with her finger. ❛❛ 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎, it doesn’t matter much whether you are or not. ❜❜ and it wouldn’t, in the end ‒‒‒‒‒ that much she knew.












