Broken Lace {Solace}
Aug 24, 2011 20:47:27 GMT -5
Post by plantix on Aug 24, 2011 20:47:27 GMT -5
I need to try and forget Dice. No wait. I need to remember him. It's all to confusing for me. He wouldn't want me to become depressed over him, right? He'd want to keep me safe and without worries. Well, I've been worrying about him ever since his name was called and my worries ended with that huge bomb in my life.
I swallow hard to try and relax my mind. This whole thing is making me angry and sad at the same time. What I should do now is go stealing again to get the stress off of me... Me and Dice where partners when stealing... It was our pass-time, our sport, but now he's gone. I still need to steal though, for mom and for dad. Just our first-aid shop alone won't support us. Finally, I have decided that I should just go and steal loot anyways, even though it opens my emotional wounds.
Eventually, I make my way out to the market area of our District, close to Dice's house. I have to stop thinking about him too hard. There are a few handfuls of people here, but one stands out to me. A girl with dark brown hair and jewelry on. She looks like a classy person, and my first target in a while.
When we come close enough to each other's path, I 'accidentally' bump into her, reaching inside any pocket quickly. Score, I feel something like a bracelet or a necklace in her pocket, so I put it with my one hand into my sleeve. "Oww.... Oh my goodness. I'm so sorry..." I say to her, holding my forehead with the hand that stole the accessory so that it would slip further down my sleeve. I stand up and say again, "I'm sorry miss..." playing the believable and innocent card before I turn around to start walking...
I swallow hard to try and relax my mind. This whole thing is making me angry and sad at the same time. What I should do now is go stealing again to get the stress off of me... Me and Dice where partners when stealing... It was our pass-time, our sport, but now he's gone. I still need to steal though, for mom and for dad. Just our first-aid shop alone won't support us. Finally, I have decided that I should just go and steal loot anyways, even though it opens my emotional wounds.
Eventually, I make my way out to the market area of our District, close to Dice's house. I have to stop thinking about him too hard. There are a few handfuls of people here, but one stands out to me. A girl with dark brown hair and jewelry on. She looks like a classy person, and my first target in a while.
When we come close enough to each other's path, I 'accidentally' bump into her, reaching inside any pocket quickly. Score, I feel something like a bracelet or a necklace in her pocket, so I put it with my one hand into my sleeve. "Oww.... Oh my goodness. I'm so sorry..." I say to her, holding my forehead with the hand that stole the accessory so that it would slip further down my sleeve. I stand up and say again, "I'm sorry miss..." playing the believable and innocent card before I turn around to start walking...