(ง'̀-'́)ง (future_dust) wrote in zenithrp, @ 2015-10-31 00:25:00 |
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Entry tags: | #day 006, juno, pam |
in the kitchen with the cake knife
Who: Juno and Pamela
Where: The kitchen
When: Around 11:30am
Juno would have been lying if she'd said the little message about paragons and parasites from whatever freaks were behind this hadn't hit home for her. She would tough it out and try to shrug it off, as she had already started to do, pretending none of it affected her as she did her best to dismiss whatever the freaks said - especially when even she could tell they were trying to divide and conker, try to fuck with everyone's minds...just like she had predicted. But the truth was, they had gotten a rise out of her for that, made her feel like she wasn't doing enough for her own survival when that had been all Juno had done her entire life - survive. It reeked of bullshit and she was trying to keep that in mind, however. The last thing she wanted was to run after these freaks like a needy puppy hoping for approval - unless approval meant getting to live and even then...
Cake. Someone had made cake and left it in the kitchen, and when Juno had come down for a bit of breakfast earlier she had not been able to move past its smell, taking some of it up to her room along with a cup of coffee. Now she was back for seconds, refusing to admit to herself that she was just curbing her shitty feelings with comfort food of sorts. It didn't matter. It was cake, and it was here, the reason behind going back for more was irrelevant.
Cutting herself another piece, Juno wondered if she ought to feel selfish for having had so much of it already and come back for more, but those thoughts were quickly wiped from her mind when she reasoned that this cake had been untouched for a while when she had gotten here the first time around, and it didn't seem that different now. If no one wanted it, she'd have it.