Post by Deleted on Jul 6, 2017 1:45:58 GMT
I'll do this my way don't matter if
i break i gotta be on my own
lost in this feeling, don't ever need a reason, i gotta be on my own
i break i gotta be on my own
lost in this feeling, don't ever need a reason, i gotta be on my own
❧
Damsel was trapped in the public bathrooms at a cafe in Cassiopeia. What was she doing? Well to be quite frank, after being kicked from the ranger station she was crying her eyes out and stifling a stress nose bleed while gazing down at the plane ticket in her hand. Red droplets dripped from her nose onto the handkerchief she hurriedly grabbed from her pocket, mopping up what was dripping down her chin.
It was not a pretty sight.
With no pokemon to speak of how could she hope to become a coordinator in Inset? She couldn't, which is why the ticket she had in her possession marked the three hours from now when her plane would leave from the airport a bit away. She'd called her parents and they'd insisted that with no pokemon to care for she should return home immediately, and with not much of a thought otherwise she'd agreed.
Maybe this whole thing had been incredibly foolish of her.
She sniffled and sighed, choking on a sob as she pinched her nose against the blood. She needed to pull herself together, she couldn't hide in the bathroom forever and she'd already gotten blood on her pretty blue dress, so that was a thing.
Shakily standing up she fiddled with the lock, almost unable to get it open before she walked out of the stall and glanced around, glad the restroom was empty. She approached the sinks and turned on the tap, washing her hands and then trying to scrub the blood stains from her dress with not much luck.
She didn't even notice when she was joined by someone else.
It was not a pretty sight.
With no pokemon to speak of how could she hope to become a coordinator in Inset? She couldn't, which is why the ticket she had in her possession marked the three hours from now when her plane would leave from the airport a bit away. She'd called her parents and they'd insisted that with no pokemon to care for she should return home immediately, and with not much of a thought otherwise she'd agreed.
Maybe this whole thing had been incredibly foolish of her.
She sniffled and sighed, choking on a sob as she pinched her nose against the blood. She needed to pull herself together, she couldn't hide in the bathroom forever and she'd already gotten blood on her pretty blue dress, so that was a thing.
Shakily standing up she fiddled with the lock, almost unable to get it open before she walked out of the stall and glanced around, glad the restroom was empty. She approached the sinks and turned on the tap, washing her hands and then trying to scrub the blood stains from her dress with not much luck.
She didn't even notice when she was joined by someone else.
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