#doesn't anyone want to take me to some other festival tomorrow and save me from reality?

[murobrown]

Hello!

This is the last time I’m going to annoy you with my festival experience, I promise. I’m just so happy right now. I can’t stop talking about it. It’s a paradise on Earth. I forgot about the rest of the world for a while and it felt incredible. Nothing else matters, just music.

First day was short because we arrived pretty late (not my fault but my shitty friend). But I was still able to get a place at front row for The 1975. It was something beautiful. And I swear Matty looked at me and I think we’re in love now. And yes I cried like a baby while singing Always Wanna Die. There’s just something very emotional while screaming this chorus from the top of my lungs. I felt like a biggest loser in that crowd full of so many beautiful and stylish people but I still had so much fun. 

And I had a chance to see Skepta. I nver liked his musich that much but I liked seeing him live (shame my friend was tired and forced me to go to sleep at midnight so I didn’t even see his full set).

The biggest star of my second day was Mac Demarco. I never seen any musician enjoy their work so much. Boys had no crew and did all reharsing themselves and it was so interesting to see them in action. It all felt like just being with them at their studio, just having fun. 

And I will never forget the last day. The biggest star was Liam Gallagher. I didn’t catch a place at front row as I planned but second row still isn’t that bad (but it’s hard when you have 150 cm). He sang mostly Oasis songs but also both his new songs. I was singing so loud, I feel bad for people that were around me. And I cried while Champagne Supernova and it feels much better crying to it live. And Liam told us that we’re beautiful :) And there was a cute guy next to me and we kept bumping into each other and every time he gave such a cute smile. 

Even bigger fun begat at L.I.F.E concert. If you don’t know them please listen to them if you enjoy british punk. My friend left me there on my own because it was ToO LoUd for her :))) But I was at the front row drooling over shirtless Maz. And here comes the best part!!! After last song he stayed down with the crowd and we could take pictures with him and shake his hand. So stretched out my hand and suddenly I felt his sweaty hand touch mine and all I could say was “Thank you, I love you” and Maz looked straight into my eyes and said “I love you too, baby”. And yeah I died right after. So I guess I’m taken now boys, sorry but I am faithful girlfriend. 

Last day ended with Little Big concert. It was in a rather small tent. Me and my friend found nice places in the middle which turned out to be pretty bad idea as whole place was packed with people and no oxygen. Welll, and as music started everyone began to jump and dance and what a surprise I ended up on the floor within one minute. Luckily some guys helped me to get up. As I said...concerts are hard when you’re short. So I enjoed them from distance. And crawling on the floor was still pretty funny experience.

Yes I loved it so much and I had such a great time but I am sure I would enjoy it even more with right people. The thing is that none of my friends are so passionate about music as I am so it always ruins the fun. I mean...who goes to sleep at midnight at festival? Me and my friend have very different opinions about everything and we’re pretty much polar opposites but she was the only human willing to survive three days with me. I love her a lot but I need to find new friends for next year, the best would be some bigger group. Nevermind I am talking abut things I didn’t enjoy while there are so many things I enjoyed.

I took this pictute on the last day, as I woke up before leaving. Yes I look like a hobo, but I haven’t been this happy for years (probably two years ago at this festifal when I saw Jake). It really made me realize that music is the thing that makes me go on, it’s the thing I want to live for. And I also realized that I need new friends that would share my excitement. I just hope I’ll meet some brave volunteers until next year.

Sorry for this loooong nothing but I am still happy and excited and I need to share this with everyone I meet. Sorry for my face and thank you if you read this. I wish you all to see your favourite artists live and get as close to them as you can, get butteflies in your stomach and happy tears in your eyes. ♥

[gharlboro]

A Collector’s Course

Oh my gosh I actually finished Chapter 1 in one day? Craziest damn thing I’ve ever seen. 

                Chapter 1

"How many quirks do you have?"

The sudden question from my future teacher broke the very, very, awkward silence. We were flying first class from Los Angeles to Japan in eleven hours of complete and utter silence. All I could do really was admire the plane. It wasn't too extravagant but it definitely wasn't coach. My cream leather seat was flush to one accompanied by Mr. Shouta Aizawa. The one and only Pro Hero, Eraserhead. Who seemed to relax a little more once he ripped the tie off his neck.

Wait, he asked me a question.

"What do you me-," "When I was trying to erase your quirk yesterday, I could still feel another. Nezu said you were something else," he pulled the top layer of his hair out of its restraints. "So tell me, (Y/N) (L/N), how many quirks do you really have?" I felt him shift, causing me to look his way.

Dry, worn, eyes bore into mine.

I know what he's doing.

"Mr. Aizawa, I stared death in the face out of whim to save lives of people I don't even know. Stop trying to intimidate me, there's no use for me to lie to you."

I knew I was on the right track when his right eyebrow twitched just the tiniest bit.

And he backed down.

I relaxed some more myself and let my gaze drift to the cotton ball scenery outside. "I have two so far. The Siren's Call from my mother and Lioness from my father. I use Siren's Call more so I assume that's the one you erased since it's more familiar in my body system." The silence from earlier made its appearance again, only to be ripped away. "Your transcript says something interesting. To be quite honest, I thought you'd try to take mine by now." "I'm not like the others. If there are any. I don't know how or why I am one so don't ask." Well that came out a little too brash. "Sorry. Just please, don't tell anyone who doesn't need to know. Society doesn't like our background and the last thing U.A. needs is the general population finding out they're training a Collector. To become a hero no less." I crossed my arms.

Once again, the silence is back.

"Principal Nezu has requested that the staff keep your quirk a secret. You have no need to worry. We understand you're in your second year but you will be placed in my 1-A Hero Class. Nezu wants you with that particular bunch of students. They know of a transfer student but not when you're to join us." I snickered in response, "You know, I've never been the new student. I've always wondered what it was like."

And it was just like I imagined..awkward.

...

"Hey Sui," Mina leaned her chair back practically almost falling on top of Asui, "who do you think is gonna teach class today?" "No idea, Mr. Aizawa is still in the hospital recovering from his injuries." The small screech of the classroom door opened up revealing Mr. Aizawa the Mummy. "Morning class." Everybody practically fell out of their seats. "Mr. Aizawa," a voice erupted from the back of the class, "I'm glad you're okay!" Iida exclaimed with one stiff arm. "My well being is irrelevant," Mummy Aizawa limped to the front of the class, "what's more important is that your fight isn't over yet."

Just after you and Mr. Aizawa had landed, you found your sister's coordinates and parted ways with your teacher. It was an easy night of relaxation for you, getting unpacked the next day. However, for Mr. Aizawa, it was quite the opposite. What was supposed to be a great learning experience for class 1-A, turned into an ambush from the League of Villians.

The room filled with tension for what Mr. Mummy was to say next, everybody expecting the worst.

"The U.A. Sports Festival is about to start."

"Oh yes! Let's go kick some ass!" Kirishima lunged out of his seat. All tension gone. "Also, in regards to the new transfer student," Mr. Aizawa announced before he loses the class completely, "you will meet her the morning of the festival. She is still settling in with her new life in Japan. She is a second year but will be joining our class." Kaminari shoved the red brick known as Kirishima back into his seat. "Wait a second, the transfer student will compete in the festival?" "How does somebody even transfer here without taking the entrance exam?" Jirou added.

Aizawa sighed, "She's quite the character. U.A. saw her potential and thinks she'll fit in well. She managed to stop a school massacre in her hometown with no casualties. Bring your ‘A’ game, the pros know who she is. You better not slack off on your training. Class is dismissed." Bakugo slammed his back into his chair, a little harder and he would've knocked the wind out of himself. "This is bullshit. That transfer better know what's coming." He sneered.

...

Oh I'm so nervous.

"Don't sweat it sis, you'll be fine." My sister squeezed my shoulder on her way to the kitchen. "Wait I said that out loud?" She giggled, "No, sister's instinct." She winked. "Want a soda?" "No, I might throw up." I groaned.

How could U.A. go out of their way to recruit me then say my first day is going to be a fucking competition?

"I'm gonna lose my mind." May handed me the soda I had originally declined. "Oh relax. You're fantastic at hand to hand combat. Not to mention your Siren Call is super cool." "But I only know one song! How am I supposed to use the same moves twice, somebody will pick up eventually!" I slammed my forehead onto the table. "I can't even use my Lioness quirk. They can't know I have more than one quirk, it's almost unheard of! They'll know something is up." "Well," she nudged me, "they don't know your quirk yet. You could whip either of them out like a secret weapon. Choose which one you wanna use. I know you'll do stellar with whichever one." She beamed at me.

My sister is such a sweetheart. Regardless of her quirklessness. She's not even a Collector. We always said I stole her quirk. Kind of like the joke that one twin ate the other in the womb. Everybody always laughed it off, but it hurts me. She never says it but I know she wants a quirk. I remember daydreaming what her quirk would be after mine had erupted. The wide gleam of admiration in her bright, hopeful eyes.

I sighed, "Thanks sis. You really are something special. I'm going to head to bed, the competition is tomorrow. I don't wanna ruin my first impression."

"Well in that case, maybe you shouldn't wake up tomorrow."

"May!!" She cackled at me.

[weabbynormalblog]

10 Winter Holidazes Tips and tricks-

For those living with Fibromyalgia, CFS, depression, auto immune etc. it's time to have a little fun.

This time of year can be physically brutal, stressful and full of triggers. From Bright lights, lots of decorations, music, food and people. Yes and fun too!

The list...

1- Be Prepared

Me, I'm all about the quality of the moment. I want to survive the holidays and not end up in bed and have some fun too! For me its 1 festive beverage, water or juice after that. I'll avoid my muscle relaxant for 2-3 hours, I'll bring my own snacks, music/meditation and eye mask. Be prepared for any kind of moments. Also be prepared to have some fun, if your not into the event then do something that you do enjoy so you don't have the holiday blues.

2 - Pack healthy snacks, include mints or gum. Sucking on a candy can also distracts brain and keep you from indulging in too much of the sweets. Many of us who suffer with auto immune issues and disorders sugar is often is a trigger. I suggest portion control for those who tend to over indulge. Grab a plastic cup put your chips(taboo food) in there, when it's empty your done.

3 - Prepare for some discomfort. Remember your Meds. Distraction photos maybe of your children, animals, art project...plus whatever has worked for you in the past. Have something to focus on rather than your pain, discomfort or unhealthy thoughts. Have handy in your phone a seven to ten minute meditation to follow, to help you deal with all that input. Practice deep breathing technics. Do box breathing to combat anxiety - Get your friends to do it with you. No room for your timeout or rest? Take some me time in the washroom. Go sit in the stall put on your eye mask plug in your head phones. You can also go sit in your car untill you feel better then go back, or ask for company if you need it.

4 - Think pro active if you can. How have other outings gone? How did you cope? What worked? What needs improvement? Plan on that.

5 - Prepare topics that you would like to talk about. Write a few coaching words or topics in your phone. Since my brain injury conversation is problematic for me for many reasons. So here's a chance to improve my communication skills. Everyone is out for fun, your not being judge in this scenario. It's bound to be interesting and different than our usual day to day events. No expectations here except to have a good time. Don't worry if you forget to get to the point, the conversation will turn. If it's hard to follow conversations listen to only one person talking. Seek out quieter environs for conversations. Sometimes I like just listening too. I miss parts of the conversation that's normal for me, there's no point in being upset about it. My balance is terrible so I need to be careful because its so easy to fall too. Sure it can be embarrassing, screw it, I'm ok move on.!!!! It's beyond me, so there's no point in being embarrassed. What were we talking about, again? I find that fascinating etc. Put the emphasis on other people rather than on yourself. It's a perfect time to leave your struggles and worries behind. Remember to ask questions and feel free to interject how you would deal or cope. Forgot something? Said the wrong thing because of misunderstandings? No worries, this is you, they either get it or don't and it's all good.

6 - How to answer the worst question anyone could ask you. How are you? Such a loaded question. This is not the time or place to really tell people about your ordeal or how your doing. The perfect answer is I'm managing and how about you? Your out, appreciate it, savor it and manage it. Save the heart to heart for your close friends, not for socializing. If they are really curious and positive people agree to get together and hang out.

7 - Your starting to get tiered, that's the red flag, time to go. Say no if people urge you to stay. We need to respect our pain and boundaries today so that we can function tomorrow. When you've had enough say thank you, nice talking and excuse me, see you later or nice seeing you, say your good byes and go.

So I chose 1 event to go to this month and its a New Years music jam party at the restaurant that I jam at. I want to perform, sing and play guitar. I'll need all the energy I can get.

7 - Rest Up

So it's gonna be loud, lots of lights, got my bling sunglasses and ear plugs ready. I will be managing my energy very closely days before as well, while I practice my set list and rest. I will be napping before the outing or at least resting and meditating, so I can be at my best for the occasion. Take out your outfit days before try it on and so on. Be comfortable, don't wear your gorgeous high heel unless you brings some flats too, it's unrealistic for me to be in high heels for more than 1-2 hours. Make necessary planing changes for this outing, so you won't be hesitant the next time to take offers to go somewhere. You'll be well prepared and rested.

8 - Plan for lots of time to get ready. Stress creeps in easily for us. Make sure you leave plenty of time to get ready. I don't know about you but I don't do anything fast. 1 speed only, slow. And yet I can sing and play a fast song how weird is that?

The point is to enjoy your outing as stress free as possible while managing your energy. If you like to dance do just a bit. I suggest to sit out most of it if you want to See the ball drop, no point in exhausting yourself completely. If it's your jam, then you go, go go!!!

9 -Just say no, maybe another time.

Do not commit to more than you can possibly handel. Pick 1 event that you really want to go to this holiday season. Commit only to that. If your peeps are looking to connect with you, suggest a get together at your place or somewhere in the middle or an outing thats mutually beneficial. Like a walk outside to go get some hot chocolate. A spa date, a trip to the gym, go for a swim. Meet up for coffee.

As someone with Fibro or Cfs etc. Eating healthy is very important to us. I suggest bring enough of your favorite treat when out and about. Got allergies bring your own meal if you must. Human interaction is especially important for us. We need a whole tribe for this thing to get better. We tend to self isolate all the time due to pain and emotional issues. Your pain is important to me and others. It's not healthy for us to be in a dark room all the time. Humans are social creatures. We do need to take some responsibility of walking the path of better health whenever we can. Push yourself but only a little bit, don't overwhelm or undermine yourself in any way. No promises or commitments or anything that doesn't jive with you right now. Do what feels natural and comfortable that just pushes your boundaries just a little. Be conscious of managing your energy better so we can have a better day tomorrow too.

10- Have fun! Do feel great that you can get out! Be humble, if you can't and don't worry you missed this event there will always others. Take your time to heal, you'll make it to another one, when you're up too it. There's lots of people who can't get out during holidays, it's all too much. I say do something special for yourself. Book a massage, order in a meal. Treat yourself to some dark truffle chocolates.

Enjoy responsibly wherever your at!

[riseofarmy]

03 | DO YOU EVER LOOK AT SOMEONE AND WONDER

i can do this all day 03 | do you ever look at someone and wonder

author : @riseofarmy

pairing : kim seokjin x original character

words : 2533

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SEOKJIN

How isn't she tired yet?

I'm tired, and I've only been floating behind her for the last three-ish hours. When she first noticed that I was laying on air, her dumb cat hissed at me, but she just widened her eyes for a second before ignoring me.

Maybe she's just been desensitised by all the stuff she got sprung with today.... which is strange because people usually come looking for the lamp knowing there's a djinn inside. Then again, it's been a while since I've been awaked this far in the past, and it's further in the future that people know about the 'genie' myth.

I know that my first few masters summoned me one after another, but somewhere along the line, I started serving people from all different times. That stunning suit I had on before was made for one of the most popular boy groups of the 21st century, but I hadn't considered that I would be so far back in time that it would be ridiculed.

I still can't believe that: my master tried to kill me, then barely two minutes later made fun of my sexy jacket and oh my god, I don't even know her name.

"Oh my god, I don't even know your name." The little terror on her shoulder stares at me with its dumb, beady eyes.

"Darling." She didn't even turn to me when she answered.

"What?"

"My name. It's Darling. Darling Surya".

Darling. I size her up, running my gaze over her. Her face was a little plain, but it looked downright fierce with her buzz-cut and wicked jawline. Paired with her long jacket and the general get-out-of-my-way vibe she gives off, she doesn't seem like a Darling at all.

"Darling? Is it weird when some random person calls you darling without realising it's your name?"

"I had been using the name Surya while I pretended to be a man, so I've never had to experience that." Wow, plot twists be like.

"Why did you pretend to be a man?"

"Because all women are good for is marriage, and I needed a job to save up money so I could come here."

Yikes, alright then. I have a feeling she's always this intense.

She has my interest piqued though, and I keep asking her questions. She's blunt at first, obviously preoccupied by something else, but eventually she relaxes enough to give me more detailed answers. I even suck up my dislike to her dumb cat and float beside her instead of behind, and she doesn't seem to mind.

I learn that her father is from Daehan-Minguk and her mother from Paaratham (modern-day South Korea and India respectively, which explains her darker skin) and that she was a heavy labourer for two years to save up money to move from Paaratham to Daehan-Minguk.

She explains that the king is an asshole - making downright treasonous comments about him throughout - and that we were currently going to his son's birthday ball.

She doesn't tell me why we're going, though, because supposedly she's 'still sorting it out', but it must be something serious since she dances around the question with a tight expression until I ask her about her cat.

It's a little strange to just talk like this.

I always make sure to learn about each of my masters so I can serve them better. Darling, though... she one of the few who I can say don't feel like a master. Most of the others went straight to telling me everything they would do with the money they were going to wish for themselves, or the apparently tragic stories that made them so deserving of the power they wanted.

Darling, just talked about her parents and Yoongi a lot, and even asked me questions about being a djinn.

She was baffled when I told her I've served people from different times, mouth dropping and fingers tightening on the lamp which she still held in her hand, and she wanted to know what the world is like in the future. When I told her about phones, though, she decided I was making it up and asked something else.

Still, it felt nice to talk to Darling. Nice enough that another hour and a half passed without me noticing, and soon enough, dusk had fallen and we were approaching the nearest town.

"I know an inn nearby, but I'm not sure how people would react if they saw someone in the air. I think you should stop floating for a bit." Darling looks pointedly at me until I set my feet on the ground with a huff.

"Silly humans and your non-floating ways. Do you realise how much of a time-waster walking is?"

"My bad, Seokjin. I'll make sure that next time I'm born as a genie." My lips curl into a grin of their own accord at her response, and I see her own do the same out of the corner of my eye.

The streets of the town are busy, but Darling navigates them fairly easily. It becomes more and more apparent, though, that there is currently something going on - people are bustling around busily, and Darling looks increasingly worried until we finally end up in front of an inn.

Inside, I immediately understand why Darling looked troubled - the inn is almost overflowing with people. Darling runs a hand over her buzz-cut and pushes the lamp deep into her pocket, then tells me to wait in the corner while she talks to the innkeeper. I try to follow her anyway, but she gives me a wicked glare and leaves her cat next to me so I stay put.

"What are you looking at?" The cat doesn't even blink, just lays down next to my feet. It doesn't seem to mind when I crouch closer to it, so I give its fur an experimental poke.

It opens its eyes lazily, slowly flicking its tail in my direction until I give it another poke, soft this time. Dumb cat. I could make you disappear from existence right now and you wouldn't even realise. As if sensing my thoughts, the cat bats at my hand, but then lets me pat it again.

"Yoongi likes you." Darling, who appeared without me even realising, looks down with sickeningly love-filled eyes at the cat.

"He what now?"

"Yoongi. He doesn't like anyone touching him except me, but he seems to be okay with you."

"Oh. Well, that's too bad for him because I hate cats."

"If you say so." She raises her eyebrows as if she doesn't believe me, but before I can reaffirm that no, really, I hate cats, she jerks her head to the stairs that I think lead to the rooms. "It's good we came here first, because the other inn is already full. There's a festival in Mansae the day before the ball, so people are staying here on their way to it and there's only one room left here. You okay with that?"

"I live in a lamp, Darling, I'm sure I can manage." She gives me a small smile and hikes her rucksack up before picking up her cat.

The innkeeper comes to us with a very capitalist smile and leads us to our room. He doesn't shut up, somehow managing to fit his life story, three comments about how 'we're never been this busy' and even an offer for me to marry his daughter in the two minutes he has our attention.

Darling just rolls her eyes when we're finally shown our room, and I remember her words from before - 'all women are good for is marriage'. I wonder if the innkeeper's daughter knew she was basically being given away by her own dad.

"Seokjin!" I pop my head into the room, which Darling had already unlocked and was going through. It was just big enough for a bed, a small table with a chair, and a tub behind a bamboo screen to bathe in.

"Yeah?"

"We have to get to the palace by tomorrow afternoon, so we're leaving early." She grabs a pillow from the bed to fluff it before throwing it back down. "You sleep here, I'll take the chair."

I think the sight of me floating has completely disappeared from her brain. "Darling. Sweetheart. You are a human, and need sleep. I am a genie, and have my lamp and don't need to sleep. Take the bed."

Darling's hand had been hovering protectively over her pocket, but now she pulls the lamp out of it and glances up at me.

"Oh. I guess that makes sense. I thought you wouldn't be too thrilled at the idea of going back into your lamp so soon. Plus, I wasn't planning on sleeping."

That makes me pause, and I consider her predicament for a moment. Darling - visibly tired, stressed out and her mind obviously occupied by something that she's been turning over for who-knows-how-long, yet here she is offering me a bed. Me. A literal genie with my whole-ass magic thing going on. Because she thinks I would be sick of being in my perpetual home one more night. Cute.

Then I notice how tight her grip on the lamp is, and that's when something clicks in my brain.

Hah. I wonder if she realises how easy it is to read her.

"Interesting, Darling, but may I offer a proposition? You sleep on the bed, your dumb cat can do whatever, and I'll do my floating business. Win-win-win, am I right? Also, c'mere."

She widens her eyes warily when I hold my hand out for the lamp, but passes it over with some hesitancy.

"What are you doing?"

"Trust me, Darling."

I watch her expression morph from confusion to distress as I melt the golden lamp into a chain-link necklace. Taking a step closer to her, I reach across the space between us to loop the chain around her neck and seal the ends together so there isn't an opening to the necklace. The purple gem thing - even after all this time, I don't know what it is - rests just below her collarbone, glinting in the dim light from the candle we were given.

"There you go! Now you can sleep without having to worry about losing it! Wow! You can thank me now!" I smile at her, but she doesn't notice. She fiddles with the necklace experimentally, a frown bringing her eyebrows together.

"What if someone pulls it off?" How Darling of her, always going around ruining the mood with her silly questions.

"Nopsies, the only ones who can even touch it are you and me. And your stupid cat. And I'm the only one who can take it off you or change its shape, so hurry up and thank me you ungrateful shit." I smile wider, tilting my head in expectation, and the tiniest hint of a grin graces her lips.

"Thank you, Seokjin."

"You are absolutely welcome, Darling dear. Now sleep." Before she can say anything else, I push her onto the bed and tap her forehead. She doesn't even have a chance to look surprised before she's unconscious, fast asleep as the purple remnants of my magic curl around her head.

I pull a blanket over her and poke my tongue out at her dumb cat when it jumps up to sleep next to her. It ignores me.

Oh well.

"Look, Mansae will be in front of us in a second. We'll be able to see the sea too."

Darling draws my attention to the view ahead of me, where we're about to break through the forest's treeline.

She woke up at fuck-all o'clock to find me playing on my Nintendo, and barely ten minutes later we were out of the town and on our way to the palace. We avoided the main road until now by picking our way through the mountain, but we were close enough to the capital, Mansae that we couldn't avoid it any longer.

With one last turn, the palace is laid bare in front of us.

The main road snakes to the palace and the houses and markets that surround it, which were in turn set within a wide valley circled by the Mansae mountain range. Through the space between two of the mountains, we could see the faint glimmer of the ocean far away. The palace itself was a spread of white towers spearing the sky, the path leading to it choked with people weaving between markets.

We join the crush of people heading to the palace for Jungkook's birthday-and-wife-picking-ceremony and are instantly shoulder-to-shoulder with sweaty strangers. Darling's elbow digs into my side as we walk, but she's too focused on babying her dumb cat to realise. I bear with it until we reach the markets, but I can't stand it anymore.

"Darling your elbow has been jackhammering a hole into my ribs for an hour."

She practically rips her gaze away from her cat to look up at me. "Seokjin, I can promise you that you are not the only one in this crush of people with an elbow in your ribs. Still, sorry about that, I wish there wasn't so much of a crowd."

"Ohoho, is that your first wish?" I waggle my eyebrows at her jokingly, but she doesn't realise I'm only kidding.

"No! No, that is not a wish!" She seems to be visibly panicking, a flush climbing her throat as she splutters in her attempt to make sure her wish isn't used. Cute.

"Okay okay, that's not your wish, I get it. But uhh, now that we're on the topic... What is your first wish?"

"I'll tell you when it comes to it." Ah yes, Darling - putting up brick walls faster than you can ask her questions. This time, though, that's not an option.

"Nopesies, you have to tell me. Come on bestie."

"I will. If I need to. Do I really need to? Can't I just say it when I need it to happen?"

Some times, it's a real bother being the only smart person on a whole planet of dummies. But that's okay - I suck back my exasperation and hide it behind a tight smile.

"Okay. Look. Here's the deal, Darling. It's obvious to me by now that you are not going to wish for money or power or whatever else my masters usually want. If, when you make your wish, it isn't precise enough or it's something I can't grant, I will not know what to give you and that's a wish wasted. I need you to explain this big idea of your's, or else I literally cannot do my job properly, so please tell me: what is going on inside your head?"

The flush on her neck spreads to her face as she mutters something without meeting my eye, but I miss it because she says it so quietly.

"What was that?"

Squaring her shoulders, Darling turns and holds my gaze straight on. There's some emotion tightening her face that I can't fully decipher, something between agitation and determination

"I need you to make the prince fall in love with me."

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