But lately, with everything that's happening--, it's hard to stay asleep. There are too many losses, too many anxieties to stay on her mind for her to find much rest. And scrolling endlessly through her social media feed and finding a funeral really doesn't help with her mood.
It's proper for her to show up, right? She dresses for the occasion- black dress, stockings, boots, tiny black lace gloves-- she even has a black veil, for dramatics sake. She teleports outside of the cemetery, not daring to accidentally teleport into the middle of the funeral itself, and enters trepedily, sticking towards the back of things.
Eventually, she'll wander up with her bouquet of hot pink blooms, and leave them. For now, she watches- feeling oddly guilty for the entire circumstances.
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But lately, with everything that's happening--, it's hard to stay asleep. There are too many losses, too many anxieties to stay on her mind for her to find much rest. And scrolling endlessly through her social media feed and finding a funeral really doesn't help with her mood.
It's proper for her to show up, right? She dresses for the occasion- black dress, stockings, boots, tiny black lace gloves-- she even has a black veil, for dramatics sake. She teleports outside of the cemetery, not daring to accidentally teleport into the middle of the funeral itself, and enters trepedily, sticking towards the back of things.
Eventually, she'll wander up with her bouquet of hot pink blooms, and leave them. For now, she watches- feeling oddly guilty for the entire circumstances.