Dec 1, 2014
﴾ ₳pathetic way to be ;
" WHERE THE FUCK am I? "
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﴾ ₳pathetic way to be ;
" WHERE THE FUCK am I? "
﴾ ₳pathetic way to be ;
" SHEEP. " THAT'S ALL she can mutter as she watches a group of cliche girls shove her aside as they tried to take up the entire side-walk.
﴾ ₳pathetic way to be ;
‹ I WOULD GET you that re-fill, but I'm on break, sorry. ›
tied in red ;
MOST PEOPLE WERE eager to find out who they would be tied to, but she could not say she was not one of them. The thought alone terrified her, made her shake with anxiety. Emi knew that she wasn't exactly an ideal person to be involved with, especially emotionally. She struggled with her own emotions on a daily basis; more accurately, she had a hard time feeling anything at all. And that was not exactly fair to the poor, unfortunate soul who would one day be tied to her.
In truth, she did not think she would have to deal with that considering how often--or rather, rarely--she went out. For the most part, she had spent the majority of her time indoors, where she did not have to deal with people in general. But as it happened, she bumped into one, quite literally, while she was on a food run.
An embarrassing yelp had escaped her when she collided, face first into the other, her iced-coffee splattering everywhere, leaving a sticky residue on her hands and a stain on her clothes. ❝ S--Sorry, are you okay? ❞ Of all the things to happen, this would. It was the red string that now connected her pinky with the other's that had caught her attention fist, and a look of horror was quick to cross her features.