( damn i forgot fontaine was french. jumpscare en français...
anyway. she blows a bit of mussed hair out of her face, half out of practicality, and half to make something of her sigh. while she has a mind to retort something like, you’d know if it was an insult, the mere act of dressing (the indignity of being stuck) has exhausted her enough to let it go peaceably. as much as her instincts are to be as difficult as possible at all times... she understands there is some inherent value in cooperation.
the question is more of how far that goes. )
Is it? I wouldn’t know.
( there’s no sarcasm or ill-intent in her words, only a simple statement of fact. guideau is a creature of instinct living solely in the moment; backstories, tragic or otherwise, rarely come to mind. )
Most people are at least smaller about it. ( seriously... she knows so many twinks, and for what. )
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anyway. she blows a bit of mussed hair out of her face, half out of practicality, and half to make something of her sigh. while she has a mind to retort something like, you’d know if it was an insult, the mere act of dressing (the indignity of being stuck) has exhausted her enough to let it go peaceably. as much as her instincts are to be as difficult as possible at all times... she understands there is some inherent value in cooperation.
the question is more of how far that goes. )
Is it? I wouldn’t know.
( there’s no sarcasm or ill-intent in her words, only a simple statement of fact. guideau is a creature of instinct living solely in the moment; backstories, tragic or otherwise, rarely come to mind. )
Most people are at least smaller about it. ( seriously... she knows so many twinks, and for what. )