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The stillness sounds its silent roar - Dasha, Takahiro, Ailbhe
"Dasha."
The growl of a voice behind her in the corridor belonged to Takahiro, because of course it did, because he was practically her stalker, because she couldn't shake the jerk even if she tried and it was deeply irritating. With a frustrated exhale and a roll of her eyes, Dasha turned around to look at him with her arms already crossed.
"What this time?" she demanded. "Am I breathing too loud out here while you're trying to teach? Did I not fold the sheets into the right tiny little squares?"
( after the fire, between the wars, inside the mind that still keeps score )
The growl of a voice behind her in the corridor belonged to Takahiro, because of course it did, because he was practically her stalker, because she couldn't shake the jerk even if she tried and it was deeply irritating. With a frustrated exhale and a roll of her eyes, Dasha turned around to look at him with her arms already crossed.
"What this time?" she demanded. "Am I breathing too loud out here while you're trying to teach? Did I not fold the sheets into the right tiny little squares?"
( after the fire, between the wars, inside the mind that still keeps score )