#twoineverydeck

" @philosophical-discontent Is the best Jerome and if you dissagre...do something about it. "

Weak footfalls make their way into a cafeteria---Jade orbs observing in silence as the guards who had escorted her left her side. . .The haunt is left leering in confusing as she watches those in line get their food. The blonde would turn, looking back at the guard at posted against a steel gate. He'd offer a nod to the line, soon after she makes her way through the line to get lunch though her expression is closest to uncertainty---one that conforms to disgust as the food is dumped on the tray---though she doesn't say anything. . .Rather she retreats to a table near a window, setting her tray down before leaning against the wall as she sits, her head propped against the windowsill as she looks out to watch the melancholy weather.

She isn't sure who she is---let alone where she is. All the answers are swimming in her head but even when she tries to remember anything from before. . .there is nothing substantial. . .just a memory of her blind with a burning sensation on her skin---but the sudden vibration of someone sitting across from her finally pulls her jade hues from the window and she greets him with a rather stoic expression, her head simply canting as her eyes drift to a patient number printed on the left side of his chest. Brows furrow, her gaze breaking to shift to look at her own striped top in search for her own number which read 'M-140', there's a moment she keeps staring before looking back at the redheaded male with a rather blank expression.

Send a 🥖 to throw a baguette at my muse      / @twoineverydeck

finally having enough of the assault he has endured with the wasted gluten, he picks it up and simply chucks it back with every ounce of frustration behind it. “  get out ouT OF HERE YOU DISCOUNT CLOWN “