#thegoldentelepath

[s1lentsnip3r-a]

Gold noticed the Masked girl again, she wanted to say hello, wanted to acknowledge she existed! But there was that nervousness around new people, and years of isolation that made it impossible! But, she managed to lift her hand and wave awkwardly! She wanted to say hello---but it just game out as a squeak, meeting new people was hard!

          Oh dear, round two? Round two. A staredown between the two girls, though none of them really go out of their way to say anything! Gold seems to be attempting it, but… she’s struggling. Obviously struggling. It reminds Whisper too much of herself. She hates it. But she doesn’t hate her necessarily.. she just wishes she could be more open.

          Come on now, Whisper - if you don’t say something now, she’s just going to be stuck there awkwardly waving, you’re gonna smile and awkwardly wave back, then you’ll both leave and be dissatisfied- say something!

                                         SAY SOMETHING!

                              <<U-uh.. you. Look good. Today.>>

                                   She wants to die.

[birdboyofbabylon]

thegoldentelepath replied to your post: “…” “…Pussy”

“ Language….”

“Yeaaaaaah, that’s not gonna happen. You’re talking to someone who was raised by a gang of sky pirates. We say what we fucking want”

[welcome-to-chao-hub]

@thegoldentelepath continued from here

“Nah, it’s no big deal! I can always grab something from work or campus. My brother makes these really good sandwiches at the place we work at,” she reassured as she readjusted her satchel. “And it’s nice to meet you too, Gold. I don’t think I’ve seen you around here before. I’m guessing you just moved here?”

[pyrokineticprincxss]

" Do you enjoy the big royal balls and the beautiful gowns? and parties? "

“Truth be told, I don’t host such events too often.... However, while in the past I did have a dislike for them... embracing them has bee quite uplifting for me. So yes, I rather do enjoy them when they happen but not enough to host them anymore then traditional holidays or The Assembly request. That’s for balls and parties. On the matters of gowns, I prefer what you see me wear now. But.... I do enjoy wearing a gown at times. Makes me feel.... rather beautiful, I must admit.”

[projectlightfox]

     “You are SO lucky that my daughter is asleep for this...”

[s1lentsnip3r-a]

Validates the Whisper and her mun!

aaaa i LOVE YOU…. <3

[s1lentsnip3r-a]

@thegoldentelepath

          Ever since getting her mask back, she has not left her room - she was too busy savoring it, trying to calm herself down from the panic she had put herself through... and during that whole time, she hadn’t eaten anything. It wasn’t until she smelled food that her stomach began to growl, making her realize just how hungry she really Was. She lets out a soft grunt before taking the mask off her face and gently pushing it to the side, moving to the door to unlock it and open it - and then stare at Gold and the food.

          ... Chaos, that looked so appetizing. She swears if she was any hungrier, she would have snagged the food away from her and just start slurping it down. Instead, she holds herself back and reaches forward to accept the bowl of soup with a soft ‘thank you’ before casting to bowl up to her lips and just.... chugging. She doesn’t even care that it’s mildly hot, she’s just so hungry.

          To her, this tasted like 5-star cuisine. Yet, anything would when you’re starving hungry. She eventually pulls the bowl away from her lips, already half-way done with it, and takes a second to breathe and clear her mouth out from the steam, before managing to smile at Gold with a pleased look on her face.

          This is the happiest she’s been in a day.

                                     <<Thank you so much...>>

[s1lentsnip3r-a]

@thegoldentelepath

          The food arrives at her door, but the door never opens. Whisper is silent on the other side in her room, sat in her bed with her pillow pressed against her face. She can hear Gold’s voice outside, concerned, and she can smell the food... and it smelled good. But she wasn’t hungry. She has no appetite, and hasn’t had one since losing her mask.

          She feels like she doesn’t deserve to eat. Not after all of this. A low huff escapes her, but not loud enough to be heard past the door. To Gold, she wouldn’t be in the wrong to make an assumption that Whisper wasn’t even in her room at all, given how quiet it is.