❝ ♕ — continuation feat @erxsus ❞
A lazy stretch of her arms, followed by an unceremonious groan of a tired soul is all she needs to express her complete indifference to life at this very moment. The response she gets is enough to make her BURST into a fit of laughter (always theatrical, this one). “What is the point of living if you’re just going to die peacefully?” Reckless fingers dip into the pool of water within her reach, baiting the fish swimming to and fro to play a game of chance. “I feel like you should die how you lived – go out properly, y’know?” Eyes narrowing in suspicion, she observes the others facial features for signs that she needs to either pay attention or ask for help from another – who knew at this point.
“No allusion, I am just the person to tell you that life, fucking s u c k s sometimes.” She concludes with a graceful clap of her hands as she stands, a sign of unsatisfied limits being barely met. “People try to guilt trip others into wanting to live. I don’t think you should fear death, but like you said, just the way you die.” Shoulders lifting in a mock shrug she looks to the woman with curiosity in her gaze. “If you had to throw yourself off of a building or drown, which would you choose?”
