Zora of Termina
forget your high society
- Pronoun
- fucking guess
A gunshot in the distance? Was that what Opal had heard? She couldn't really tell. She'd been trying to sleep and failing all night, only succeeding in laying there drifting in and out of consciousness. Every one of her senses were dulled. Her vision was blurred, she couldn't really hear anything all that well and she could only feel her sheets around her.
"Damn insomniaaa..." she moaned, covering her head and closing her eyes tight. Even though she knew it would be futile.
What she wouldn't give for some coffee.
"Damn insomniaaa..." she moaned, covering her head and closing her eyes tight. Even though she knew it would be futile.
What she wouldn't give for some coffee.