#ringodingding

happy holidays

The kid no longer knew how many days, months, or even years she had been wandering alone. Aimlessly, without any goal, lost in time. Through scorching hot summers and icy winters, she somehow managed to pull through.

 The girl couldn’t quite remember what had happened many years ago. But she could remember clearly the stinging cold and numb fingers as she pointlessly traveled across unfamiliar land. She could remember the sudden warmth and vague memories of familiar faces. A hand reaching out and welcoming the girl to enjoy the positive aspects in life.

“‘I’ll stop squirming when the door opens,” the girl spat, flushing bright pink. Despite her bitter remark, the little girl stopped quivering and scooted away from the boy beside her.

Ringo pressed her back against the wall and folded her arms behind her, trying to make as much personal space she could. However, the area was so cramped, the two still stood no less than an inch from each other. Narrowing her eyes at Noroi, RIngo looked to the right and muttered.

"Don’t get any ideas."

Almost immediately, Ringo pushed herself away from the stranger, only to slam the back of her head against the wall behind her. Gritting her teeth in pain, she was almost thankful for the sudden throb in her head as she tried to hide her burning face.

"Not like I’m s-supposed to know!" Rubbing her head the short girl turned away, careful of her surroundings, unwilling to her injure her head again. Being with a complete stranger in a cramped area was enough of a bother. Besides, hasn’t she embarrassed herself enough? The enclosed area was so small, the pair could barely turn around without bumping into each other. Even worse, the tiny closet was pitch black and even as the older person stood against Ringo, she could barely make out a solid figure.

"Haah?!" Ringo’s face immediately flushed bright red. "Watcha talkin about?! T-that isn’t possible."

The girl crossed her arms and faced the reckless android she had met a few weeks ago, when the city was plagued by the fog. The human-like being had helped the girl; but Ringo considered her nothing much but a friend. Did it really matter?

The fog was now over, and Ringo no longer had to fret over extra things. She didn’t mind putting her cheerful mask back on.

she's 16 y/o

she's tiny. 4'11

claustrophobic (connected w/ backstory)

she works in a tiny bakery that's squeezed in the corner of town. she manages to earn enough to support herself

her favorite animal is the cat

sensitive towards cold weather

she tends to act more 'formal' and patient with customers/people she have just met

t s u n .

she appears to be a cheerful person on the outside; but her outer persona is more of a mask (connected w/ backstory)

her inner persona shows when she gets upset/angry (connected w/ backstory)

2. Only a hoodie that's too big