Read Forget It :: Ennuyed | Tapas Community

Ahh, that sweet snowflake voice. I wish I could listen to it all day. So pretty. And who's to say I can't listen to it all day? I'm starting to like this empty more and more. Anyway, what was she saying? Yes, white. She must see everything in a topsy-turvy way, then. Maybe she should take off her glasses. Or I should take off mine. What a pretty girl, this Alari. Just look at her. So insecure in herself. It makes me want to cuddle her thin, uncurvy body against mine and tell her everything's going to be okay. She must notice my staring, because Alari shifts a little and looks uncomfortably away into the ceiling, hugging her bandaged arms to her stomach. Bandaged arms... Who hurt this delicate icicle? This is unacceptable! I will not stand for this! We won't stand for this! This is an atrocity!

Alari has on an alarmed expression. She takes an uncertain step back. I realize I must have a threatening look on my face, so I quickly mold my features into polite concern. Alari looks even more alarmed at this. Maybe I shouldn't have changed face...? I am unsure. This is quite a lot of social interaction for one day. Maybe I am just tired.