SINGUR — DEATH

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

the comfort of vanessa and wade would slightly make her feel better. they cared. she would lean into wade slightly as he brushed against her, not lifting her head from papa. it hurt so bad. she didn't know what to do. she just wanted him to breathe again. she should have stopped this. she shouldn't have slept last night. she could have stopped this. she wished she had. but she couldn't even think about that for very long because somebody wouldn't shut up.

man, did he ever stop talking? she didn't bother responding at first, hardly listening to his words. she didn't want to hear his voice anymore, but he wouldn't stop. she couldn't handle it anymore. without hesitation, she leaped from papa and aimed to harshly swipe caesar across the face. if it hit, it probably would knock the male back due to her own unknown strength. "if y-you rea-really d-don't care that much, th-then leave! go away! y-you have no pl-place telling oth-others how to re-react. shut up!" she snarled at him. with that, she would move back towards her place and sit where she was again. it hurt so bad. it hurt worse than anything she'd ever felt before.