❁ my frail little wings always keep me up as high as I want
{Rose Cafe}
You love everyone, and everyone loves you. You've always been the happy-go-lucky {Y/N} since you were a little girl.
Even after your parents death. You loved them very much, but their in a better place now.
You twirled around in your sherbet pink uniform dress with your silky [h/l] [h\c] twirling behind you. Customers in the cafe adored your every move. How graceful you were, how you saw the beauty in everyone.
Everyone thought you were a beautiful, caring doll.
"Here you go, a cappuccino and a mint ice cream sundae." You cooed with a sweet smile. The boys you delivered it to stared at you in awe. How can someone be so sweet? After everything you've gone through.
You smiled through everything, and it wasn't fake.
{❁} ❁ I flew high enough to see the goodness in this mid evil world {home}
You stepped through your door and was greeted with silence. You liked it loud. Loud means, music, friends, laughter, interaction, light.
You laughed off your thoughts and slipped off your [c] sweater; hanging it up on the rack that said 'w e l c o m e h o m e' and seethed out of your flats. Leaving you in your socks, a comfortable oversized white t-shirt, and [c] shorts.
You walked along your hallway, feeling happier than usual.
"Hello, Wall!"
"Hello, painting"
"Hello, couch!"
You sang, flopping down on the couch, you stared up at the ceiling for a second and sat back up. "Hello, t.v!" You cheered.
You twitched on the t.v. and searched through the channels to see what was on.
23:00 theclock said.
You haven't realized you have fallen asleep after watching a movie. You leaped up from the couch and walked over to your bedroom.
Yes, you lived alone. It was lonely. But you got yourself through it.
6:00 the clock chimed.
You slipped out of bed with ease and changed into a pair of short, blue overalls and a top underneath. "Good morning, world!" You cheered with a sweet smile plastered on your soft features.
After brushing your hair, you stalked over to the kitchen, you turned on a radio show that was on air and picked up a bright red apple from the pantry. You loved radio shows. The people on the radio always crack hilarious jokes, tell funny stories, crazy life experiences, it was like having a roommate.
You giggled as you finished your apple, dropping it into the trash.
{❁} ❁ it was still lonely, but still delightful to hear the birds chirping {❁}
"Good morning, {Y/N}!"
The employees and some costumers shouted at once when they saw you enter. How nice.
You calmly strolled into the back room to get your uniform on. But was immediately greeted with a little butterfly.
Watching it for a few seconds, "How did you get in here, miss butterfly?" You laughed.
"Come here!" You hopped around the room to catch it. You held out your finger and the butterfly comfortably landed on your small finger, like it knew you meant no harm.
"You're a pretty one aren't you?" You grinned. Glancing longingly at the butterfly's fragile, sky blue wings. You ached to touch them, but you knew a single touch of the wings, they would break.
❁ a social butterfly
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