What kind of stuff...? [ a beat - and she laughs sheepishly, waving one hand. ] Ah, you know. Just... stuff, right? Cool vampire stuff, ahaha!
[ her hand drops back down to her side. she tries to keep up the smile - not very well, though. and after a moment, she just. exhales. ]
...honestly, it's not as cool as you'd think. [ simple. truthful. not ashamed, but not proud of it, either. ] I live in an apartment. I eat, I sleep, I play games. We vampires have a lot of time on our hands, y'know? I run a cuddle clinic when I run low on spending money, and that's pretty fun, at least.
[ she continues walking as she speaks, almost thinking aloud to herself. ]
...I don't know if I'm really trying for anything in particular. [ she reaches up, scratching at the back of her neck. ] A lot of stuff has happened in the past few months, you know? I started hanging out with a kid that wants to become a vampire. My old senpai tried to get me to kill her. My... My best friend got shot.
[ she sighs. and then she tries to laugh, pushing a smile back on her face. ]
With shit like that, is it really so wrong to want to just live each day on its own? To just... live, without having to worry about plans and goals and guns and hunters and all that crap?
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[ her hand drops back down to her side. she tries to keep up the smile - not very well, though. and after a moment, she just. exhales. ]
...honestly, it's not as cool as you'd think. [ simple. truthful. not ashamed, but not proud of it, either. ] I live in an apartment. I eat, I sleep, I play games. We vampires have a lot of time on our hands, y'know? I run a cuddle clinic when I run low on spending money, and that's pretty fun, at least.
[ she continues walking as she speaks, almost thinking aloud to herself. ]
...I don't know if I'm really trying for anything in particular. [ she reaches up, scratching at the back of her neck. ] A lot of stuff has happened in the past few months, you know? I started hanging out with a kid that wants to become a vampire. My old senpai tried to get me to kill her. My... My best friend got shot.
[ she sighs. and then she tries to laugh, pushing a smile back on her face. ]
With shit like that, is it really so wrong to want to just live each day on its own? To just... live, without having to worry about plans and goals and guns and hunters and all that crap?