#& darcy / kaelie → 01 .

[hlcynsouls]

&  @violentdesires​  →  KAELIE MORAIS : 

THE SPELL HAS BEEN LEADING HER ASTRAY  all evening ;  and though the party had seemed like a good cover initially ,  it was starting to grate on her .  the frustration darcy is feeling is only amplified by the drunken screams and ramblings around her ,  and she wishes for nothing more than to crawl back to her cottage and sleep for a week .  ( she won’t ,  though  —  this is  important .  and the only good day to do it ,  so she’ll have to  get a grip . )  all of her internal  ‘ motivation ’  is useless in the face of her exhaustion ,  though  —  just because the spell is  failing  doesn’t mean it’s not drawing energy like crazy ,  an her surroundings aren’t helping any when she has to further focus on not simply  cursing  any idiot crossing her way .  she’s on the  brink of it  when she’s pushed ,  then stumbles in an effort to avoid a chain reaction ,  then just  barely  manages not to land in someone’s lap as she trips and almost falls .  it’s not a very graceful motion ,  but she avoids the woman on the bar stool by an inch and lands on the one next to her instead .  darcy’s head hits the bar a little more forcefully than intended ,  and she stifles a sigh .  the witch knows she should apologize ,  but her quota on  that  is reserved for  someone else  tonight .  so instead ,  she gives very cheery and elaborate :  “ ugh . ”