[Camille squeezes back. Her eyes are still elsewhere, voice as distant as her stare.]
My editor Curry and his wife laid out the welcome mat for me. Moved in with them a year ago to get my act together, and they've been nothing but saints to me since.
[ she repeats, expression soft. she's glad there are people there for camille, though she has to wonder what other scars haven't been made apparent by the ink, yet.
and a year is not that long, but aqua genuinely hopes it's been kind to her, given all that she's lost. ]
...They're probably worried sick about you. You must miss them, too.
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[Camille squeezes back. Her eyes are still elsewhere, voice as distant as her stare.]
My editor Curry and his wife laid out the welcome mat for me. Moved in with them a year ago to get my act together, and they've been nothing but saints to me since.
no subject
[ she repeats, expression soft. she's glad there are people there for camille, though she has to wonder what other scars haven't been made apparent by the ink, yet.
and a year is not that long, but aqua genuinely hopes it's been kind to her, given all that she's lost. ]
...They're probably worried sick about you. You must miss them, too.