❝ It’s something a PREFER when I am thinking.
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Tone is cold, and apathetic to the other’s very being, only acknowledging her EXISTENCE with a small tilt of her head, speaking over her shoulder back to this newcomer. The gentle rays of the moon shining around her and the breeze blowing through her hair is all very calming…tranquil…the perfect time to be lost to her thoughts.
Until she is interrupted, of course.
❝ …What do you want?
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