It's a miracle what happens to a child when they have the right influence, not constantly nitpicked at what they do. Not shown and flaunted like a doll, told that they can't have a single flaw, no action of their own. Only told to follow strict ru...
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TW: - - [And Any Other that I Might Have Missed, Please Tell Me]
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As the moon went down and the sky grew bright. Nemi had slowly made her way back to the room. Putting the screen back up in place before shutting the window. Now, she is sitting down on the window bench, leaning her back against the wall. Head resting on the window, watching her perfect view of the rising sun. Watching as the sun brightened the sky, she stayed up all night. Again.
Taking a deep breath, Nemi's eyes drooped, letting the tension in her body subside. The night before stress lingered away as if it was her soul leaving her body. Mind endlessly quiet since she had laid on the roof, with no pit falling feeling.
"Oh-?!!! SSSHHHIIIIIiiiiiiiitttttt!!!!"
Jumping, Nemi threw herself up, looking around frantically. Noises. Loud. Blinking repedently, Nemi took small and short quick breaths.
". . .you good?"
" . . . . sure,"
Furrowing her brows, Nemi slowly started to calm down, hearing the quiet sound of the two males. Both were too muffled to register who was who. They must be downstairs.
Humming, the girl turned to the window and squinted at the burning ball of a star in the sky. It only had to be around seven, possibly eight in the morning.
Why are they up so early? Did she want to know?
Damn. . . she does.
Biting her lip, Nemi looked back at the door. Now, in a calmer state of mind.
"Breath. You're going to be okay. We've gotten through this before. We got this,"
Sliding off the bench, Nemi walked to the bed. Making it hoping to distract her from the fluttering feeling. Once done, she looked down at her PJ. All limbs are covered- Sighing, she neglected her lazy thought, she needs to get dressed. Shuffling to the closet, grabbing what she needed before getting ready. Minding to hide from the window, not wanting to take the warmth the sun gave by shutting the blinds.
Looking down at her light grey sweater and jeans. Nodding to herself, she set her PJ'S on her bed before standing there soaking up the warmth from the natural light. Rolling up her sleeves, making sure her bandages were wrapped tight.
