to be lit up from within
vein by vein
“Let’s space ‘em out. Really liven the place up a little.” She jested with a wry grin; because while she loved, adored, and found rocks really admirable and lovely, my gods could this task get boring real fuckin quick. She didn’t even have Jack to bother and annoy.Taking a few in her hands, she flickered over with rampant skipping towards one of the many left before – placing them in between so there was a little variety amidst the blind sorting. If she hadn’t done this on another task, she might’ve just chucked them in a variety of directions. Instead, she took the mature route, but only because she had to wait out the possibilities and parameters of being the pissant.
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Whoooo Mel places rocks.
to be the sun
MELITA
