You've reached Hawke! Leave a message on this thing that I don't even remotely understand and I'll fumble my way to figure out how to answer your most important request.
I'm not even good at sad melodrama. I don't cry, my nose just runs and I look like a human waterfall.
[She sniffs and rubs at her nose. Sometimes she wishes she could cry instead of feeling slightly disconnected from it all. Maybe it would some how relieve her from what she's feeling. Like cutting open a festering wound. And yet she never was able to do it. Not even when her mother died.
Hawke sighs deeply and looks over at him, finally. Her blue eyes aren't red like her nose but they're exhausted and dull.]
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Date: 2018-03-08 03:51 am (UTC)[She sniffs and rubs at her nose. Sometimes she wishes she could cry instead of feeling slightly disconnected from it all. Maybe it would some how relieve her from what she's feeling. Like cutting open a festering wound. And yet she never was able to do it. Not even when her mother died.
Hawke sighs deeply and looks over at him, finally. Her blue eyes aren't red like her nose but they're exhausted and dull.]
I never thought he'd... Well, you know.