doesn’t know how long she lays in bed waiting for her
alarm to go off. She didn’t know how much sleep she’d gotten, if
any. Last night she’d gotten back from hunting -alone- spoke maybe
three words to her dad and locked her door before falling into bed
and stayed there until she had to slap her alarm quiet before it
could let out a second blare.
through the morning routine helped. First she showers with the
apartment’s lukewarm water, brushes her hair and teeth, stands in
front of her closed closet before deciding to pick out an outfit from
her dresser, instead. Breakfast is cereal she eats maybe three entire
bites from, then she goes to the roof and suits up so she can ride
her glider above the commuters circulating sluggishly through the
streets on her way to school.
isn’t in Homeroom. Tucker dutifully raises his hand and explains
that he was “really sick” to Lancer, who shakes his head while
marking his clipboard.
the rest of class, Valerie ignores the itch on the back of her neck
where Manson is glaring three seats behind her.
Hey guys, this is a song I wrote called These Demons Are Worthless. I worked really hard on it, and even though it’s not perfect, I thought I’d still share it with you. I’d really appreciate if you gave it a listen! ♥