A new friend

“Yet I wish I was the opposite. But hey, if I’m alive, I can play with you more. Aren’t you happy about that?”

“Some days I just lay here. Some days I just do bugger all. Some days...You’d think I would be happy, but with how weak I feel. It’s nothing but a hell zone.”

A small gulp came from her, along with a sigh, as she thought.’Here goes nothing.’ She though, as she tried poking their shoulder, being careful to not get any blood stains on their clothing.”Excuse me, do you have a tissue? I’ve seen to have fallen, and my hand is a bit bloody.”

She’s just gonna poke the other’s head, not just a simple poke. But many at once. As if she was trying to get the other’s attention.”You’ll get over that feeling.”Straight to the point, even if the tone did sound a little harsh, she just knows from experience.

Stolen from: @fxtelism​

“Some say that the eyes tell a story. If your eyes are blue, some can see it as pure. But if your eyes are orange, or gold. They are filled with hate. Filled with anger. I do wonder what other stories your eyes can tell about you. Mine would just say a painful story.”

“Hope you like the smell of dead on that, cause I doubt I’ll be letting it off me any time soon.”

“Might have to steal scarfs, and coats for the winter season. It’s getting pretty chilly in here,and I’m not using magic for warmth. Just a waste.”

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