@sordidis
she lets out a low, rumbling sigh, which sounds more akin to some animalistic growl than anything else, but she doesn’t bother to filter it. boredom bit at her like an obnoxious mosquito which she was unable to kill or guide away from her no-longer-warm & likely unappetizing blood. ‘ i feel the most dreadful when the sun’s out. why did i have to get stuck in CALIFORNIA. of all places -- ’ with a sort of violent movement, she swipes at her nose, tending to some phantom itch, or perhaps just for the sake of tossing herself around in some miniscule way.










