Sep 7, 2020
{ Starter Call @ilmania }
– It’s bothering you, and you’re not the type of person to not say exactly what you’re thinking at any given time. You also have no sense of shame, nor a proud bone in your body. There’s really nothing stopping you.
“I just don’t understand it,” you say, crossing your arms. The look you are giving the person in front of you is intense. A scrutinizing death glare.
“How in the goddesses’ seven heavens did you get your eyeliner so immaculate? I’ve been working at it for a month now. I even tried the spoon trick, and didn’t manage to do it half as well.”
You huff. “Life isn’t fair.”