> Your name is Fraiel Lafein and you are sitting on the beach, hunched over silently crying while fiddling with your hairband.
> You were just beating up by two other highbloods and your life sucks a lot. You can't stand up and you are pretty sure you've got a few broken ribs. They broke your phone too so shit luck for you, can't even get a hold of your matesprit or your good-for-nothing moirail.
> God dammit.
... i-i-i'm fine....
... i-i-i'm fine....
... i-i-i'll be... j-j-just fine.....
> Wheeze and cry while you try to encourage yourself to get the fuck up even though everything hurts like hell.








