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Days were elapsing slowly lately and though Kinsay wished she could whine, every day blurred together so effortlessly, that it had become nearly impossible to know which days to complain about in the first place. And while she was usually bursting at the seams with eager curiosity, Kinsay found herself drifting with the blurred days too. Listless and removed, her thoughts somewhere else entirely.
Still, she practiced a few repetitive routines. Ones that took little thought once they had become habit. See: The cautious way she stepped up to the sink, careful to avoid looking at herself in the mirror. That was important. She didn't much care for her own reflection these days, it only upset her.
Twisting the faucet, she quietly washed her hands in the basin — her hands turning red under the heat, fingers beginning to wrinkle and prune.
__________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You?
You are Lemon! |