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⌨ ➛ STARTER.
only the stars are the ones that were up at the moment vea stepped out her feet outside her room. it is a late night time but she's about to go and take a walk. she can't sleep, she ran out of sleeping pills and she hasn't enjoy this day yet. she was sick for a day and can't even move because of her high temperature. she didn't even took a smell of a coffee's aroma! how irritating it is in her perspective. she hates getting sick and stucked in her bed and blanket. but before she could go far, she heard a voice near her. she felt goosebumps as soon as she heard a couple of feet stomps. she fasten her pace but those feet are faster than hers. she ran and hide. but, a cat suddenly jumped into her that made her scream, “oH SHIT HELP TF GET OUTTA MY ARM” she hates cats, well, they're cute but she hates it because a cat once ate her favorite food that she didn't get to eat the whole day. and fuck, she never liked cats after that.
suddenly, you appear in front of her and hold the cat away from vea, “so, miss quaine, where do you think you're going?” you asked, raising an eyebrow at her. “ugh, i was sick the whole day and it sucks. i wanna take a walk, inay dorothy.” she answered, “and don't call me quaine, it sounds like quaine egg.”
( HELLO INAY !!! HAHAHAHAHA )