[CYBERFORMED] INBOX | UN: littledrone
Jul. 3rd, 2023 03:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bigsisterterran[Hi! I was told to set this up so people could leave me messages! So I'm leaving a message for you to leave me a message! If you know where my family is or how to get home, please tell me. I would like to go home. Thanks. Oh, this is Twitch.]
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Date: 2024-08-26 03:02 pm (UTC)[This was not the answer Twitch was expecting and she visibly staggers. Her face drops and her eyes dim. She stares at Anemone for a long while, looking nothing short of devastated, trying to decide if she has anything to say back or if she just wants to run away.]
[Her hands curl into fists. Oh, she definitely has something to say.]
And what does that make you?
[Her voice shakes a little, cracks.]
Someone who only sees what they want, who won't give anyone a second chance? How can you be so cruel as to let your hatred make you like this? You're going to lose everyone Anemone and I-- I hope you do!
[That last one was unquestioningly too far but she couldn't stop it any more than she could stop the stars drifting through space.]
[She couldn't be here any more. With a broken sound like a sob, she turned and darted from the room.]