LUSEA
So. Roses, huh?Look, I admit it, I've been ignoring this whole blight thing. The thing is I just... don't care. Coming back from the dead, figuring out how to survive an apparent monster-filled endless nighttime, surviving without any modern technology? It's taking up a lot of my time. Someone else can care about the weird disease eating at these people. I don't really care. As long as I'm not sick, I'm not complaining.
Except that now I'm worried about Sunny. Ever since that blonde bitch bit him he's been... weird. Not home as much, and twitchy when he is, with a weird darkness to his skin that I am not particularly down with. And maybe I don't care about the rest of these people, but there's no way I'm letting that oaf die on my watch.
So yeah. Here I am. Standing in front of a statue of a very short woman, digging for some roses. With three of them collected in my hands, I glare down at the frozen figure, a glint of steel in my eyes. "This better fucking work, okay? I can't lose him again."
Cross my heart, hope to die
to my lover i'd never lie
We got that love, the crazy kind
