(UGH. that's something she hoped to never hear again and yet here she is. jinx is rolling her eyes so far behind her head that there might be a chance it'll get stuck back there.)
More like "City of Snob-gress". (nailed it. ha! fucking GOT 'EM) — And I got news for ya, Lullaby, there's not a lotta doctors around here. And I'm pretty sure I'm a lost case.
(there's a slight shift as she makes herself just a little more comfortable -- arms more folded and practically using the seraphine's shoulder as a pillow.)
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(UGH. that's something she hoped to never hear again and yet here she is. jinx is rolling her eyes so far behind her head that there might be a chance it'll get stuck back there.)
More like "City of Snob-gress". (nailed it. ha! fucking GOT 'EM) — And I got news for ya, Lullaby, there's not a lotta doctors around here. And I'm pretty sure I'm a lost case.
(there's a slight shift as she makes herself just a little more comfortable -- arms more folded and practically using the seraphine's shoulder as a pillow.)
You got any songs about healin' the mind?