MORGAN
Some nights, I wish that my lips could build a castle
Some nights, I wish they'd just fall off
Some nights, I wish they'd just fall off
Unfortunately for Wessex, Morgan was in an even worse state of mind when it came to the Ascended now than she had been before, after the reveal that her leader was one of the Voice's 'chosen'. Still, she had made a commitment and she set off to arrive on the dot at 10, thinking of this more as a chance to interrogate Wessex about the details of her race rather than the peace-reaching discussion it was perhaps meant to be.
Marching up to Wessex she gave a quick nod then sat next to her, one leg crossed over the other and her hands clasped together over one knee. "Good morning. Thank you for coming to see me." There was no point starting out hostile, even if she felt that way (and it was probably coming out in her clipped tone, but she was trying).
"Is there anything you want to tell me to begin with?" She asked, keen to get down to business right away.
Marching up to Wessex she gave a quick nod then sat next to her, one leg crossed over the other and her hands clasped together over one knee. "Good morning. Thank you for coming to see me." There was no point starting out hostile, even if she felt that way (and it was probably coming out in her clipped tone, but she was trying).
"Is there anything you want to tell me to begin with?" She asked, keen to get down to business right away.
But I still wake up, I still see your ghost
Oh Lord, I'm still not sure, what I stand for
Oh Lord, I'm still not sure, what I stand for
