Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27950523-20160707025819/@comment-25954732-20160711002308

Quinn suddenly felt a strange urge. ''Unlock the door. Don't fall asleep.'' That silent little voice inside of her offered its sound advice, but since voices in her head was considered to be a sign of insanity, she rationalized it away as making sure that her roommate could get in the room though she hadn't seen her in months. (Was she dead? Quinn didn't quite know herself.) Quinn couldn't explain not falling asleep, but when she took into account her recent nightmares about running in the snow, screaming stars, and a huge fox bleeding colors, she thought it prudent to stay awake.

So, that was how Quinn found herself huddled in her sheets, considering why the gods thought it humorous to have her girlfriend cheat on her. "I thought s-she loved m-me!" She mumbled (well, more like quietly wailed) to herself, clawing unconsciously at her arms. The notion that it might be her fault for not being comfortable with simple acts of affection left her noticing the potential damage she could inflict on herself. "I-I'm such a f-failure..." She was on the verge of tears, but swallowed them like a bitter pill.

"D-Don't cry. B-B-Be logical. She'll be a-able to explain it, I know it!" Quinn hissed, hands curling into something that seemed like a mix between a fist and a claw. But, some insidious voice whispered, "What if she can't? What will you do then, Quinny Pig?"

If Quinn had an answer, she didn't say.

Maisey's countenance darkened once the coyote girl departed from her not-so-secret sanctum. "Hm." She sprinted straight to her computer, eager to get started. As she logged into her blog account and checked her subscribers (so many people thirsty for the truth!), the queen of lies cackled wickedly to herself. "No one calls me Mimzy and gets away with it. No one." As she typed up the sensational headline (Flea-Infested Mutt Looses Stuttering Owner?), her eyes narrowed into slits. "You're mine now, mutt."

((Did I mention Quinn being emotional is killing me? Because it is.

Also, will I ever learn an original insult when it comes to Cali? No? Thought not.

Also, Maisy is her typical self, save me

But, yup, I'm out *peace*))