The Facade of Right and Wrong {Arrows // Blitz}
Sept 3, 2018 16:43:54 GMT -5
Post by Cameo {RIP Charlie} on Sept 3, 2018 16:43:54 GMT -5
“Wake me up when you do tomorrow, Gwen.” It was a rarity for her Twin to request of such. “A friend’s coming over in the morning to try a new career training method in the tent.” A hidden smirk even graced her lips, restraining her excitement for the event to come.
But within that morning Gala didn’t stir from her slumber when Gwen did, relishing in her sleep as per usual. Internal debate swirls through her twin’s thoughts in consideration of what to do. The right or the wrong? And which was right, and which was wrong? Chaos brews amongst the rising sisters yawning past their dreams, and filling those very mouths with energy for the day to come, while caffeine bubbles in concoction for the older girls to sip. Review doesn’t wonder amongst Gwen’s thoughts, before instincts decide her upcoming fate. And with that decision she scurries through Gala’s drawers of attire.
Only slight hesitation carries her within the kitchen, as she stumbles for a mug. A celebration was to arise in the weeks to come, a birthday to declare her and Gala another year older. And upon her cake fifteen candles will flicker in illustration of her age. Surely it was acceptable for her to drink coffee now. Worry burdens her in this courageous act of firsts, while no eyes of prying sisters turn to her in disapproval.
The Blonde locks of Gala’s friend warns her of the welcoming intruder from outside the window. With the steaming mug within her grasp, she ventures in preparation of the facade she used to play constantly. “Hey, Xander.” She greets with only a flicker of hesitation across her brow. Eyes brush a few blinks before she calculates her objective, and how she’ll achieve it. “Want some coffee before we get started?”