#sordidis

                                                         she lets out a low, rumbling sigh, which sounds more akin to some animalistic growl than anything else, but she doesn’t bother to filter it. boredom bit at her like an obnoxious mosquito which she was unable to kill or guide away from her no-longer-warm & likely unappetizing blood. ‘ i feel the most dreadful when the sun’s out. why did i have to get stuck in CALIFORNIA. of all places -- ’ with a sort of violent movement, she swipes at her nose, tending to some phantom itch, or perhaps just for the sake of tossing herself around in some miniscule way.

                          "You haven't saw ANYTHING."

ever since she was a child, she’d been exceptionally good at reading people. she may not be any sherlock holmes, but she’s come to find that body language, tone of voice, etc can reveal a person’s thoughts when one looks for them. that’s not to say she can read social cues like any other person; she’s just exceptionally good at it. (she’s not psychic or anything either but i wont lie & say that that hasn’t crossed my mind once or twice lmao)

                                                                             ａｎｎｉｅ♡         “If you think I’m gonna listen to that nerdvanna mess     all day----you’ve got another thing comin’. I don’t care how      cool you think Kurt Cocaine was.”