SINGUR — DEATH

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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags

she curled around her papa carefully, hiding her face on him, wishing that he would just move. just breathe. that's all she wanted. she just wanted him to breathe. her face rubbed against his feather earring softly, tickling her. for a moment it felt like she would stay like this forever. she certainly could. she didn't dare let go. that was, until caesar spoke. no, actually, he growled. her tear-filled striking green eyes shot upward towards the male, just staring for now.

he didn't even care. he was annoyed by this. her grief stricken expression turned into one of anger. she didn't move yet, though, and tears fell from her eyes even faster now. "don't yo-you dare tell me wh-what to do. y-you don't even ca-care!" she hissed quickly and furiously. she wanted him to go away. she wanted him to leave right now. she didn't want to see or hear him. she didn't want to see or hear anybody who didn't care.

she would immediately put her head down again. she didn't have to see him if she just focused on papa. she wouldn't ever move for somebody who didn't care. they wouldn't take papa away from her. they couldn't ever do that. she wouldn't let them. she wanted people who cared. they wouldn't try to take papa away from her.