Sep 27, 2018
❝ nonsense, nonsense, nothing has happened! everything is fine! ❞
Seldom did Anastasiya find herself caring for the inhabitants that she had encountered in dreary England, or hell on Earth as she liked to name it, but she had found that a soft spot had arose in her heart for the young girl who had encountered such monsters — yet it had not shaped her to become such a harsh being like herself. Mary found the good in things, and Anastasiya had found that she had come to appreciate Macdonald’s quips. A small smirk arising upon her lips as she turned around to glance at the fallen figure sprawled upon the concrete as she remarked callously, “And how exactly did you end up there Macdonald?”