#just perplexed

Which is weird

Like, in a good way but

It was weird to have people look at me and think I looked pretty when I thought I looked horrible and like similar to how I always look

It was just odd

To be told I looked pretty three times

Someone even commented on my bad makeup job

Someone else my jacket

What?

Idk it’s just weird to me bc I really did not look pretty

I literally looked like I always look and maybe worse

And I don’t really care how others perceive my physical appearance most of the time, I usually just dress up for me

So it was just odd…

Out of the blue…

For people to say I’m pretty?

Idk it was just strange

Like, why?

And then my brain’s like, ‘were they just saying that because I looked so bad they pitied me?’ ‘How did I look any different than usual?’

Idk

Alastor prided himself on being a very finely dedicated New Orleans Voudousant- he took his faith quite seriously, always had, kept a gris-gris bag hidden neatly in his breast pocket or on his belt at all times, gave offerings to the lwa every chance he even thought it might be necessary, tried his hardest to avoid falling ass backwards into the grasp of bad spirits- murder does not necessarily attract bad spirits, besides, he's doing the world a favor here- et cetra, et cetra...

Now, the more strictly Catholic leanings to his faith always made him a bit nervous, he treaded those lines with a little more caution, never carried a cross or anything like that, still didn't think he really believed in the monotheistic concept of a single god or any such thing, but in times like these, no amount of faith or dedication was going to stop what came out of his mouth

It had been a WEIRD week, and just when he was starting to think things couldn't get any weirder, he'd be damned if somebody didn't stalk up behind him and fucking pick-pocket him in broad daylight!

Unable to help himself, he just... shouted at the sky, as one does

"God!?"

Because really, at this point, what other explanation was there? Unless Lucifer himself was playing some type of prank on him for exactly no reason whatsoever, not like he even believed in that little bastard anyway.....

Summoning what little mental and emotional energy he had left, he started after the theif- what else could he do?

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