Maea
I feel it in the wind, my dear
The sun is gonna reappear
The sun is gonna reappear
Way to make a conversation short, Asta. The sharp intake of breath from the direction of the bed had the feeling of one who'd been punched in the gut out of the blue. It was not the kind of insight she wanted anyone to have, not the kind of obvious she ever wanted to be.
"Well fuck you too," Maea hissed, flaring up like powder keg. "Thank you for summing that up so neatly. I'll just take my common ass problems and get over myself, shall I -"
Sitting up, she was halfway out of the bed before she'd finished speaking. But the blanket and skirts both tangled into her legs and into one another, and she was left pulling aimlessly at both, cursing so as to not have to feel the searing burn of humiliation. So much for even thinking about opening up!
"Well fuck you too," Maea hissed, flaring up like powder keg. "Thank you for summing that up so neatly. I'll just take my common ass problems and get over myself, shall I -"
Sitting up, she was halfway out of the bed before she'd finished speaking. But the blanket and skirts both tangled into her legs and into one another, and she was left pulling aimlessly at both, cursing so as to not have to feel the searing burn of humiliation. So much for even thinking about opening up!
Good days are gonna come along
Hold on, hold on!
Hold on, hold on!
