There's Quite a Few Problems In This World, I Am At Least Two Of Them.

Eloise Withering.
Eloise lives throughout each day the exact same with no real aspect of time or schedules, but more as if the same day repeats itself over. At this point, she could do it all with her eyes closed, it's all robotic. She begins losing sense of life and change. As her name ironically mocks her for, she withers away, but isn't ready to dissipate completely quite yet and gives one last attempt to whir her life to its former beautiful worth.
Paris Rose.
Paris is caught somewhere wanting to not care anymore and caring far too much. She's waiting on any reason at all to finally snap and do something drastic. Falling apart has simply never been an option, so she holds herself together for the sake of not wanting to add to the insanity of her own life. But maybe instead of adding to it, she could crash it all down. She bites her lip and doesn't speak a word of the chaos she plans to stir into the pot.

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Started: 06/24/18
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