[ It doesn't feel like it will get better. But some part of her knows that maybe she's right. That the smell of her in that hole, the way that her skin or what was left of it really had looked, would all be slowly replaced by seeing her smile and smelling her shampoo. She still smelled like jasmine, she'd been able to tell as much when she'd held her again. It was such a better memory to have so fresh already.
She clears her throat heavily, shaking her head before she remembers that Max can't see it. Right. ]
We split up. I... I'm at the lake now. I needed. Space. I guess. I just wanted to clear my head before I came home.
[ She'd wanted to warn a few friends, to make them realize that they couldn't tell either. Shiro. Diarmuid. They needed to know. ]
But we'll all hang out soon, okay? There's supposed to be a circus or something coming up. Maybe it won't be a fucking shit show and we can stuff our faces and win stupid prizes.
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Date: 2019-06-12 04:06 am (UTC)She clears her throat heavily, shaking her head before she remembers that Max can't see it. Right. ]
We split up. I... I'm at the lake now. I needed. Space. I guess. I just wanted to clear my head before I came home.
[ She'd wanted to warn a few friends, to make them realize that they couldn't tell either. Shiro. Diarmuid. They needed to know. ]
But we'll all hang out soon, okay? There's supposed to be a circus or something coming up. Maybe it won't be a fucking shit show and we can stuff our faces and win stupid prizes.