@flowerconsumed || starter call. (accepting.)
CELINE couldn’t recall the last time she slept so peacefully. Ever since the day she broke free from the depths of hell, she spent nearly every night, wracked with dreams of those agonizing memories; inevitably kept up in the dead of night until she finally fell succumbed to her exhaustion in the early morning. Those horrid memories were always enough to tempt the monster within to crawl out from hiding and lay waste upon everything in sight ... that’s why she didn’t want to fall back asleep.
Her eyes slowly opened from a dreamless slumber and what faded in before her eyes was the sight of bright flower petals gently scattering above her. Where was she ... ? A flower field ? She shifted her head a bit, soon realizing that she was laying her head on something soft ... wait. She suddenly sat herself up as soon as she figured out that she was laying her head on someone’s lap but she ended up colliding foreheads with the stranger from the abrupt movement. She instantly recoiled and rolled onto her side while holding her forehead in pain.
“ Nngh ... ?! Oh ... that’s definitely going to sting the whole day ... ! ” She whimpered out a bit too dramatically.