(again, should...she? is this a trap where her heart gets smashed into a million shards? a twisted game to get to cry? surely, vi wouldn't be that cruel to say the name and then play off it was never uttered. there's a thump in her throat she can't seem to swallow -- her pinks nervously darts around them before hesitatingly peering over again. 'just ask. i can do that. right?'
noticing her lips are dry, she wets her lips before huffing out a tiny breath. and so her eyes locks with vi's; focus and intently:)
Jinx. Did you... call me "Jinx"?
('please don't let this be a trap. please to break me.' because how much more can an omen endure? how much of a misery and a tragedy must she take? is it's really against some sort of order to have little pleasures besides wrecking havoc? is it wrong for a bad luck to... have love or acceptance? )
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noticing her lips are dry, she wets her lips before huffing out a tiny breath. and so her eyes locks with vi's; focus and intently:)
Jinx. Did you... call me "Jinx"?
('please don't let this be a trap. please to break me.' because how much more can an omen endure? how much of a misery and a tragedy must she take? is it's really against some sort of order to have little pleasures besides wrecking havoc? is it wrong for a bad luck to... have love or acceptance? )