YESTERDAY, I ATE A POMEGRANATE WITH MY BARE HANDS. ONE OF THE SEEDS HAD A PERFECT PUNCTURE WOUND, SPITTING RED JUICE DOWN MY ARM. FOR A MOMENT, I COULD UNDERSTAND THE GRACE IN MONSTERS. #ETERNELE. BY BRI.
@eternele! ❛ i didn’t mean to kill him !!! i didn’t want to , it just happened , i couldn’t i couldn’t control it . ❜
❝ okay, brooke, you need to calm down. ❞ with palms wrapped around her shoulders, she extends a comforting presence, steadying the girl whose body still shakes. this is the aftermath of a monstrous infliction. she remembers the first life she took. hands shaking, heart pounding, how she desperately tried to abstain from the smell of fresh blood but succumbed to the ravenous desire for a taste. there was nothing more satisfying than her teeth sunken into that man’s flesh until his body went cold and she was afraid of her own skin.
❛ uhu . . . ❜ flicking another one of the ruined pink paper away : she pass the glue gun to the blonde , a heavy sigh escape as she leans back in the chair . ❛ i didn’t even sign up to do this , so why do you even want me here . i have actual important things to do , you know . ❜
❝ oh yeah ?like what. ❞ brows pitched along her forehead, she looks to cora in a way that says you’re a liar.
❛ i mean : i’m gonna figure out what’s going on and not stay here twiddling thumbs . ❜
❝ maybe meddling isn’tsuch a good idea, hayley. ❞ says the girl with the habit of sticking her nose in places it doesn’t belong. ❝ you might find out something you don’t wanna know. ❞
❛ don’t push it , care . you’re not that much of a delight to hang out with . ❜
❝ considering that’s probablythe closest i’ll ever get to a compliment from you, i’ll take it. now pass me the glue gun. these posters aren’t gonna finish themselves. and while you’re at it, quit vandalizing our supplies. ❞