wanded (wanded) wrote in afic, @ 2011-06-26 20:26:00 |
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Hestia was unsure of how her life was spiraling so out of her control. One wrong word, one wrong statement, and suddenly everything she had known was flying so far out the window she was left reeling. It was times like this that she really wanted to be able to loose herself in a bottle. Any bottle really. Instead she was sober as she could possible be and feeling it fully. Moving to bend over the arm of the sofa, Hestia looked up at her friend and was glad at least Charlie, good ol' Charlie was still the same mate she remembered. "So- I'm thinking I definitely need a key to this place, else I'm going to start climbing in windows to annoy you in the middle of the night when I can't sleep. Insomnia, it's a terrible bedmate." Propping an elbow up on the rounded fabric, Hestia leaned her chin into the palm of her hand, allowing the other to hang over the edge. "And what exactly are you doing? You've been over there for ages! I'm booooooooooooooooored!" She let the first syllable drag out as she fought the wide-lipped grin before flopping herself back on the cushions, throwing--instead of her arms--her knees over the bend. |