#cinereouswinter

Opinion on;

Character in general: I LOVE SORA! I love the fact that he’s a character that has a lot going on about them. It’s nice to see that some characters aren’t perfect, that they are trying their best everyday. I love seeing the spirit in him, the strength he carries with him. He makes my muses want to be strong, want to be something better, ya know?How they play them: Ya know, I think you play him perfectly. You put so much time into him, and whether you know this or not, it shows. You have made a wonderful muse, one people can’t help but to wanna be around.The Mun: Fishy, is considered my senpai. Though I know she hates me saying it. She means a lot to me, like a distant sister type of thing. I love hearing from her, I love rping with her, and she and others are why I’m still here. Her words and even Sora’s are like little gifts that I want to keep in my journal forever.

Do I:

RP with them: Yes, I have so many with her, on so many muses it’s fking silly.Want to RP with them: For the rest of my freaking lyfe. I mean this. Yes..

What is my;

Overall Opinion: Can I write a book? No, okay fine, I’ll settle for this much then. Okay well, I love the muse and the mun. I still couldn’t believe that I would end up with such an awesome friend, and at times I wonder how did I even get this far. She’s so much stronger than me, and I feel like a child at times, but it’s only because she knows just what to say.

As for the muse, Riku will explain.

"Since I became friends with him, I couldn’t have asked for a better person to run to. You are more than just my crush, more than just my love interest, you are my best friend. I’ve never had anyone who I could trust my life to, and know that it would be safe. Thank you for everything, and please no matter what, keep being you. You’re the best at being just you."

The soft beep captured his attention, eyes turning toward his left side, his hand reaching onto the nightstand to grab the device, the green light shining in the darkness. His eyes squinted as his screen lit up, the light hurting his dazed vision. Slowly he managed his code and read the text, body stiffening. 

From Sunbeam:

                            ”You promised…”

Slowly the man sat up in his bed, reading over the text once, twice, three times before he lowered the device, his eyes closing. “Sora…” He reached up, pushing back his silver bangs. He had..promised to stay by the others side, to help him through his situation, but…With a heavy sigh, he exited the text, closed his phone and placed it back onto the nightstand. Turning, he laid back down on his side, curling in on himself, his face pressing into the pillow, his fingers gripping the sheets under him.