#░ ♫ ┅I lost my words; so I speak through these notes┆(ic)

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@twilightdrawn​

◖♪◗ -   ​Olexa lied in bed with her lacrima phone lit up next to her. The time showing her it was far too late in the night for her to be awake. She clutched her fingers into fists to prevent them from reaching out hitting call on a certain contact. The girl rolled over to the other side, forcing her eyes to shut to hopefully will herself to sleep. 

     There was a certain bitter sweetness to their relationship that had left her feeling hollow sometimes. Mid distance separated them, with lives that required them to stay away from each other longer than either would like. Causing an emptiness on nights like this where she couldn’t help but miss him. Maybe a call would help, but the worry of disturbing him mid-sleep was enough to keep her from doing just that. Especially when she remembered he was on a job, and sleep held its importance. Turning around she reached for the device and typed away a message instead. 

[text]: your job was north?

[text]: maybe on your way back you can detour to Mangolia?

     After hitting send on the last one, she grabbed a pillow and clutched it close to her chest. Let it trick her mind into believing it was him instead.