04-29-2018, 11:25 PM
★ WHEN MY HEART IS MADE FROM GOLD AND FORGIVENESS SEEMS TOO BOLD
ooc I’m sorry but Fixer Upper is my jam like Chip is a walking dad joke/child and I live for it
Hazel’s ears pricked upwards at the sound of someone else in her doorway that was not Arion bumping into the wall again. Instead, there was a voice, and at its notice, Hazel abruptly sat up, whacking her head on the bottom of the filing cabinet drawer she had opened ten minutes ago. A yelp of pain escaped, and she carefully ducked out from underneath it.
Navigating around the mess, Hazel poked her head above a small pile of papers and tattered folders. To her delight, it was Margaret, from the border. Or, Miss Margaret, to Hazel. She was at the age where Miss still felt right in rolling off the tongue; using full names supplied that she was an equal with the adults, and that in itself was something her old clan members made sure to never let happen until a certain age.
Hazel’s ears twitched at the mention of a different name, and the girl was now puzzled. “Hello. I beg your pardon but, you introduced yourself as Margaret by the border.” Haze flushed, realizing it might be her mistake. “I’m sorry - I might have misheard you.” She apologized.
Hazel’s ears pricked upwards at the sound of someone else in her doorway that was not Arion bumping into the wall again. Instead, there was a voice, and at its notice, Hazel abruptly sat up, whacking her head on the bottom of the filing cabinet drawer she had opened ten minutes ago. A yelp of pain escaped, and she carefully ducked out from underneath it.
Navigating around the mess, Hazel poked her head above a small pile of papers and tattered folders. To her delight, it was Margaret, from the border. Or, Miss Margaret, to Hazel. She was at the age where Miss still felt right in rolling off the tongue; using full names supplied that she was an equal with the adults, and that in itself was something her old clan members made sure to never let happen until a certain age.
Hazel’s ears twitched at the mention of a different name, and the girl was now puzzled. “Hello. I beg your pardon but, you introduced yourself as Margaret by the border.” Haze flushed, realizing it might be her mistake. “I’m sorry - I might have misheard you.” She apologized.
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WITH EVERY HEARTBEAT I HAVE LEFT
i will defend your every breath; i'll do better