There are a blissful few moments when Allen feels herself being embraced by her friends. She felt her chest ease. She closed her eyes and softly hugged them back.
Just as she felt at peace, they retracted. She opened her bleary, adrenaline shot eyes back up and stares at the two of them in a...
blessss
Iβll respond tomorrow before I work, been working on my basement
ngl after Oxi and Dammi disappeared idk whst Allenβs gonna do. chase them out the door? awkwardly return to grace the newcomers with his lively presence perhaps.
Allen nods at Dio.
βYeah, me neither..β He sighs deeply, his head tilting to the left a bit. His eyes creep open into the shape of wakefulness, giving a jarring contrast in their face. Wide eyes that so obviously wanted to be shut looked unnatural.
βHey, if you want, knock on my door next time...
Age regression, even depicted in a sfw way. I had someone say in the plotting stages of a thread that they thought my character should age regress βbecause it would be funnyβ. Made me instantly severely uncomfortable and then I dropped out shortly after
@NanLia
Allenβs head gently raises as Dio enters their field of vision, like an ancient oxen gradually raising its head to acknowledge the presence of another being. His eyes are an odd contradiction of deleteriously tired and offputtingly wired. His pupils are shot like a stalking catβs, yet...
oh, donβt be ashamed! I have very fragile mental health. weaning myself off most non-roleplaying forms of internet activity was closer to a medical necessity than a lifestyle choice meant to make others feel bad.
particularly with the pandemicβ¦ youβre good ππ» life be like this
Allen hadnβt slept.
This was far from unusual. It was, in fact, the norm for Allen. A five minute nap in the wrong place at the wrong time could cost them their entire apartment- Not to mention thousands in damages heβd owe to Perun.
This state of sleeplessness had long ago evolved from a form...