#/susie vc : damn bro you traumatised ??

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#ﾞ s ——— ❝ 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐁𝐔𝐈𝐋𝐃 𝐀 𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐌𝐀𝐍 ??? ❞ Susie is quick to blurt out when Noelle opens the door , spur of the moment impulse –- a failure of a pickup . Embarrassing ... she was in no way fitted for romance of any kind , nor was she fitted for whatever burden hung from Noelle’s shoulders in current .

Susie couldn’t deny the doe’s change in demeanour following her trip to Cyber City –- it was hard to ignore . With her recluse , with Berdly’s ... she’d have to be insane to bat an eye to it .

What happened to you , Noelle ?

❝ SORRY . Uh . I -- Yeah . Yeah , I’d like that ... gingerbread ? ❞ The lizard holds up the tray of snacks , amber eyes peering through the window to Noelle’s soul . Something changed in you in the Dark World . Lips curve to some kind of semblance of a smile , hoping her offer wasn’t too brash right of the bat .

❝ I wanted to uh , come talk to you . Check up on you ‘cause I ... care about you Noelle . ❞ Pursed lips muffle that final addition from Susie’s mouth as she invites herself in , glazing the interior with her view . Christmas , Christmas ... everything was Christmas with the Holidays . Even the house was surprisingly chilly . ❝ How’s that project for school coming along ? Not that Kris and I are doing ours . We totally hate each other . And how have you been , more importantly ? ❞

Noelle hasn’t been the same since she got back ━ no, she hasn’t been the same.

she’s been going to church more, lifting her hands in prayer but never saying the words, mouth always mumbling something else. rosary beads & quiet doe eyes, gingerbread angels & never speaking loud enough. Noelle had never been a loud fawn, never one to push her way past all teeth & brazen, but this was the quiet of winter, not spring. she was so cold some days. ━ that bluebird in the hospital, and rumor has it she’s never visited, not a once. such a flighty hooved thing ━━━ no, that girl wasn’t right.

but wishes answered, she opens the door, and such a kind sight she was at the end, Christmas hung from her but dark eyes ringed in silver meet Susie all the same, one hand on the door, peeking out. she blinks once, twice, a moment longer than it should be, then  ━

“ susie. “ she says it like a reaffirmation of who it was standing at her doorstep, like haziness forced a lack of certainty, certainty in what she saw ━ what she knew, like she had to remind herself. but she smiles, and its not warm like it used to be, but its enough to forget cyanide for cinnamon, and hospital beds for ━ Gingerbread.

“ oh gosh, sorry, i didn’t realize you were coming over! do you want to come inside? “