[ for a girl full of manic energy, its her stillness that is the most terrifying. nothing moves, nothing shifts. almost as if time has stopped completely. she's transported back. to the swivel of the chair. the acrid smoke of gunfire. silco. silco.
would she undo if she could. yes. no. yes. no. yes. no. yes. no. he was a liar. he lied. he was perfect. perfect for her. it was bad. bad bad bad.
and like that, she's breathing again. she scoffs lightly, her fringe covering her eyes. ]
'Cuz I sat in the chair. And it had the name on it. I sat. I chose.
no subject
would she undo if she could. yes. no. yes. no. yes. no. yes. no. he was a liar. he lied. he was perfect. perfect for her. it was bad. bad bad bad.
and like that, she's breathing again. she scoffs lightly, her fringe covering her eyes. ]
'Cuz I sat in the chair. And it had the name on it. I sat. I chose.