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Kay
RAIN BEADS ON WINDOW. briefly she's in different skin. head against the frame ignoring how it chills her ear. encasing the negative thoughts buzzing aroung in peaceful amber. how many days has it been? she isn't sure anymore. the clock hands stopped working seemingly whenever joy ran through the town chasing hope. internally she replays the exact moment her father ceased to exist. and with her hopes. its impossible to flourish when like daisy growing through concrete she's back to stage one. mouth full of soil but there's no one to open her casket now. the reflection she stares upon her slumped form. knuckles peeling back the skin until white meat is left behind. and her. the being casted in darkness. marina knows she's there. the air immediately leaves the room as if samarie is worried there's something in it that'll hurt the girl. a dog without command. parasite she'd grown attatched too over these days even if the attention made her itch. the ringing in her ears returns with her multitude of thoughts. bags under her eyes are holding them open.
since foot touched the soil again she'd been afraid to sleep. to be left out of conversation; strung out and forgetten. drying laundry on string attached to haunted house. brows meet as she judges the distance between them. its too far. “ why do you stay so far away? i mean what the hell is the point? ” she snaps. spine bending unnaturally as marina pulls self to her feet. girl is sputtering. forgiveness. but its too much for marina to bare. thus it falls loosely through her fingers until the apology pools at her feet with all the others. she'd drown in them one day should occultist forget how to break surface.
the aura surrounding other was suffocating. smog sticking to her lungs. its obvious @nerimoi is burning. doesn't matter to daughter of church to what it was. yesterday still was burning on her skin. the second degree making sure she stayed reminded. it was a messy union. shy and unsure but marina didn't regret it. one kiss. simple explanation of the experience. her own hands were gripping skin and bone. then it was her turn to apologize when shudders shake them both we metal touched flesh. piercings had a mind of their own helping with the oral domination. words were above their heads mocking them once they'd parted. black lipstick was stubborn remnant. taking too long on her side to wipe it away. eyes bore into samaries skull and marina watches as she pushes herself to be hidden more. as if marina had struck her. this is what pulls her from the memory. it was placed on a cathedral with hazy memories of her mother. “ i'm not afraid. nor do i regret it. ” a pause and then she's reiterating her point “ not disgusted either. you can read my mind, you practically know everything about me. ” she leaves girl to her cage. taking time to sit in front of the girl standing against the corner. instead head lols to the side. lips still stained. in a romantic sense she wants to say. her heart holds the key to the girl's self loathing, should she grab it. but the domek in her doesn't allow her to give her stance. frown. to bring it up meant more separation. another thing that seperated both of them. she doesn't mean it. to continue bringing up normality. eyes notice when samarie figits at mention of it. or maybe the girl feels horrible she can't give anything back. marina doesn't care if she's the only one fueling the conversation. preacher is content with congregation.
strained sound leaves caterpillar. and only then does occultist remove her shoe. looking up hopeful. the cocktail of emotions she is in audience too on the other's face almost concerns her. but instead the question makes features soften ( SAMARIE INQUIRED : " what don't i know about you? " PROMPTED ◇. OPEN ) its the genuine curiosity that grasps her being. quickly being is on her feet leaning against the wall next to samarie. “ you don't know that at the vatican i was so afraid of all the lights. i thought it was surveillance so i locked up all the blinds and windows. sat in the dark. ” she laughs until her gut begs her to stop. conceding they lock eyes again. outside the drizzle forces the sun out.
the other marina assumes is gonna reply with something ( probably sad ). not getting the chance she quickly eclipses her. one gasp and its swallowed with peck before hands intertwine themselves with the thinner ones. yanking taller of the two back into main part of the room. all the way back to nook in the window. to which she reaches up closing curtains as room darkens. the leading continues until they're both seated in dark room only able to make out features by the thin line of light rearing head through gap in curtain. “ its better this way. ain't it? ”
Kay has 3 cats and 2 dogs with whom he lives like the gay dad he is. They also happen to be the calmest minds he can get himself around because he can't understand animal language only intentions so when he reads their minds all see is what they want or impulsively intend rather than thoughts, words, doubts,... He actually walks them five because while he can't understand their language they can understand his and it's very easy to keep animals on track with a thought order when you can in real life time feel them wanting to jump or do what they shouldn't, makes it easier to tell them no.
Kay + your muse on a world tour. A bus, his band, and you, all he needs to be happy in the world.
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