The Dome :: An Original Character RPG

[lilryker]

Tags:	04-15-2017, gin, gin and lily, lily
Subject:	Happy Sticks, Art, and Insight
Time:	01:45 am

Who: Gin and Lily
Where: The Lake
When: Morning

Lily had spent the morning with Lochlan, feeling lovely and like the world was complete. Shortly after he left, however, her mind began working against her as she began to process their conversation from last night more thoroughly. What if she had read things wrong? What if he was only with her because he couldn't be with the other one? She had convinced herself that wasn't the case last night, but what if it was? What if things changed and he could? Would he leave her? She almost pulled out her phone to call Lochlan because it always seemed to make more sense when he was there with her, but she stopped herself. She needed to work through this without him there and figure things out for herself. That was the only way she was going to have a clear head about this.

She may have been wrong. All the thinking on her own just made her feel worse and all she wanted was to talk to someone about this. She wanted to explain everything to her sister, Miranda, and ask what she thought about the whole thing, but that wasn't possible. Miranda was just as dead as she had been for years now, and Lily felt herself slipping into the depression she fought so hard to keep away from. She spent about an hour rummaging through her room until she found the hidden stash of weed she kept for situations like this. Alcohol was just going to make her emotional, she needed something else. Taking a light jacket with her, she collected everything she needed and left the house. She probably would have just crawled into bed had she not spent all day inside yesterday, but lo and behold, she had.. so to the lake she went, anxious to recall a time before what was shared yesterday. To when she felt just a little more sure that she wasn't going to end up with a broken heart.

Settling in against a tree, she brought the joint she had rolled back at her house to her lips and lit it. She pulled for the smoke through the paper and inhaled deeply, filling her lungs while she gazed out at the quiet, peaceful water surrounded by beautiful, solid trees.

( “You were kind of my guardian angel.” )

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November 29th, 2013