#v:pending

[ensorcellerie-blog]

    "listen, i just don't think you're going about this the right way--" never mind her own lack of experience on the subject, never mind that the other had been nothing but patient and crystal-clear in the explanation. she'd read a book on this, once. that gave her the right to say whatever she wanted, right?

    "have you considered," and she's trying for patient but it's definitely coming off as condescending, the voice of a mother clucking at a foolish child (hilarious, considering she's small enough that they still let her on the kiddy rides). "just--just--"

    and she collapses into frustrated noises, running a hand through her hair rather than finish the thought. mature.

[ensorcellerie-blog]

    college verse with @toliiberate continued from here

    it was three in the morning, and parley hadn’t slept in almost three days, and her tunnel vision had gotten so bad she hadn’t even realised there was anyone else in the room so when he slammed the book shut she let out an embarrassing yelp, too. very cool and composed.

    “have i seen–what? what? was there something here? is it going to kill us? god, i hope it kills us.” oh, yeah. studying was going great.

[meyple]

OPEN|The Pain Goes Away

"Everyone has p r o b l e m s, pal," she hissed as she lit the joint between her fingers.

"You think just because you're alone in the world that makes you a special s n o w f l a k e?”

Mischa washed her hit down with a big gulp of wine, smacking her lips together when she was done.

"News flash, honey, it doesn't."