disrespectful girl ------ see how she walks through this jungle as though she owns it ? not a trace of fear edges her awestruck visage. this is no place for a child and in all fairness, she’s not meant to be here. her stepfather didn’t want to bring “ that cocky little bitch ” along on vacation but her mother hissed about “ don’t be such a tightarse, we can’t leave her on her own two weeks, child protective services will come sniffing, you mark my goddamn words ! ” suffice to say, cassandra won that particular argument. steve put his tail between his legs and sullenly booked olivia on too ------ warning her privately that she'd stay out of their way as much as possible if she knew what was good for her.
so she does ! not because she’s afraid of him, or anything ------ olivia simply isn’t interested in trailing after her parents like a lost puppy. holidays are meant to be fun so the less she sees that prick, the better it’ll turn out for her. the day’s played away, with her tiring of the beach and disappearing into the treeline, gray brown eyes like saucers as she takes in her surroundings. a firm stick is claimed from the earthy ground and her adventure begins. her parents don’t cross her mind again until night falls, and she realizes they might have noticed she’s missing by now.
well, maybe; who’s to say ? they’re the furthest thing from doting and thoroughly self absorbed to boot. olivia scowls in spite of herself. man, she could stay lost in this place until the vacation’s end and only then would they give half a toss... still. she should try and get back to them. definitely can’t sleep here ! all these animals wandering around ------ the kid hasn’t bothered them and they’ve mostly left her to it, but it’s still not a risk she wants to take.
❛ ... ... ... ?! ah, oh ------ excuse me !! hey, wait, please wait up ! ❜ snapped twig sends her mismatched gaze flickering, landing ‘pon a figure a ways ahead; olivia springs into action. small girl takes off running in hopeful pursuit of answers, and by the time she’s caught up ------ breathless. she wheezes raggedly in attempts to recover, bruised lips part to inquire. ❛ have you... hhh, hhh... sorry, mister, i jus’ ------ have y’ seen my mom ? ❜
❛ she got yellow hair an’ blue eyes. or, hhh... maybe y’ sawed my step prick ? he’s, um, tall an’ mean an’ he shows a lotta teeth when he smiles. an’ also he’s ugly. but see, we’s on vacation and i need t’, t’ get back... haahhhh... ❜ // @junglecry will help you ??
