#machinetragique

[inferno-kiss]

a lot of people started following you

|| ♥ || — "I’m so tired…" the petite pinkette murmured to herself as she absentmindedly played with her bangs, her half lidded eyes looking out the window of the bookstore she was currently in. Maybe she’d be able to stop at that bakery and pick up something sweet on the way home.

She went up to the register and paid for her book. Telling the lady at the counter to have a good day, she left the store and walked down the sidewalk. She wasn’t really paying attention to where she was going, and ended up bumping against someone due to her spacing out.

"Oh, sorry," she apologized and looked up at who she bumped into, "I didn’t see you there."

[traumeriinarchive]

Sweet dreams are made of this,

☁ machine-tragique

who am I to disagree? 

     ☁ Fear. It had been something she was fairly accustomed to, considering who her sibling was. However the things that usually struck the emotion in her were little pranks or unannounced house guests. None really brought her harm however, just a little scare. The presence she felt made her feel uneasy, and it was clear from her body language that she was tense. Plain grey hues shifted until she met the other's gaze. "Can I help you...?"

[entropicsanityx-archived]

{Fifteen have stopped by to hear you play!}♪

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                     [✰]⇥ A soft humming could be heard as well as well as soft strumming of a acoustic guitar around the park, the source of such melodies had been coming from a young raven. Even with people watching he continued to play a song, he seemed to be in a peaceful state of mind, oblivious to some who stopped and listened to him play out of pure curiosity. Within a moment or two, he strummed one last time, slowly opening his eyes and smiling warmly, that is. . until he realized how many people were staring.                      Jeez. . .he always came out here to play and such, why does it seem so shocking to some people? He muttered a small thank you to the few that clapped for him. The heterochromatic sighed lightly, slipping his guitar into it's rightful place, his gig bag. Now to work on those assignments he was given. Chester groaned a bit. "Hrmn. .I'll do those papers later." He muttered to himself.

[mohoo-sha-blog]

machine-tragique

                                    ⚘; Haru was on her way to grab herself something to drink. A icy would do wonders right about now. The girl was hardly ever home because sitting around at home alone made her depressed. When she wasn't working or in the police station, she was out doing pointless things that added up to nothing. Haru dug into her pocket for her cellphone only to miss bumping into a young lady by mere inches. "Oh, excuse me." Even if she hadn't hit her she had come close so it was only polite to apologize. Haru was working on her manners after all.