Aug 25, 2021
“ you’re not fine. and you don’t have to pretend that you are with me. ” to sucrose! 👀
if anyone knew her, it was albedo.
he had a way of picking her apart from the inside, and sucrose hated it. she wouldn't change it for the world, but she absolutely hated it. the tears at the corners of her eyes were wiped away furiously. she didn't want to be babied. that was a feeling that was long gone. while she was desperate for someone to care, it didn't matter. loneliness had crept up on her long ago and with his escapades up the mountain for weeks on end, did it really matter? did her dreams of a paradise where she could be happy really matter?
"i have work to do, mr. albedo. you may leave."