@softsided post-musical.
“At THIS POINT... God, I’m just TIRED. I want to sleep for the rest of the semester. I know I can’t, it’s just... A LOT has happened, y’know?” Her eyes held a certain, knowing grief that only few could harbor. The entire town was still mourning the deaths of the first three KIDS who they seem to think took their own lives. Veronica’s eyes held truth, and the loss of another. A shadow in the history of this town, more familiar than ghosts but less than demons. SHE FROWNS, eyes dodging anyone else’s.
