right near the entrance lay a old photograph of two kids (one with orange hair in a ponytail with a small platted segment, the other male and blond; and a older, black lady with pink hair wearing what looked like a military uniform); it was heavily crumpled. also on the floor near it was a file labelled 'Guardians' and another labelled 'Roy'. there was even more stuff piled into the room as well, but that's just too many files and other paraphernalia to list.
she walked past it and entered a rather empty room,looking out of the window.
"...Are you, sure that what you're feeling is romantic?"Lynch asked, looking at the view of the rebuilt citadel she had.
"...No, No, Of course you are. But.. the truth is, I'm just not. If there's one thing you know about me it's that I don't always show emotions. But something else,I'm just not that good with other people in general, and, last time I found myself being cared for...
Would be nice actually having someone by my side for certain though...And, things are different now"
she appeared to have started thinking aloud halfway through her monologue.
bubbafightsunlimited: anyway long story short what happened the past 6 months: got dumped (sort of), had a very stressful first half of my second semester of senior year HS, then got accepted to harvard (yay)
Jul 9, 2020 1:35:17 GMT
bubbafightsunlimited: my life is pretty much unrecognizable from last year so
Jul 9, 2020 1:35:48 GMT