[Glimpse] Memories better not dwelled upon.

Thu Apr 13, 2023 9:26 am

Lying down in bed, Inima as always besides her nuzzled in against her for closeness and warmth alike. She had really been a lifesaver after last year and truly the best Christmas gift she had ever received in this life, how had she ever made it through the days in all this silence?

Opening up the lid of her laptop, hesitating a bit knowing fully well what she was about to do and how stupid it were, still it was just a little peek no harm in that right? A look down to Inima and sighing, no matter how much she knew that this was just a form of self torment, recognized every part of it far to well so was the urge still there and she would regret it afterward but unable to resist it at the moment.

Guiding the cursor to the browser, opening up all her fake social media accounts damn much as she loved her siblings so were they truly not hard to fool with a fake friend from the past. Then again she had been there for it all so it wasn´t precisely hard to know the names and then just work from that.

Clicking into her saved favorites and starting to look through the variously newly posted images whilst drinking a bottle of vanilla coke, watching their various shared memories from Easter, how they had actually come together for it despite the loss of their parents all except her evil twin of course, that bitch was always to busy with her own life to be there properly for her family. Sigh, that just meant that she had been gone didn´t it? All the hours her parents forced practice upon her, barely able to have a life or friends and even less time to spend with family not strange that the bitch was still an unpresent one.

Scrolling through image after image with a semblance of a smile, allowing herself to get lost in the memories of Easters they had spent together just a few years ago or well a few years ago to her for them it had been far longer.
Watching the various candy and decorations set out, the fabulous dinner they had prepared and all the kids searching for their Easter eggs, at least none of them were her kin...oh damn that would be awful, to have nieces and nephews she could never meet damn that Margrave had really taken more from her than she even could fathom what could be lost. How did any of them make it through the day? The fact that they not all were just a bundle of drug addicts was truly astonishing.

Letting the hours fly by, just looking through image after image, comment after comment, going back up and repeating the process over and over again, wishing that she could be there with them until feeling her eyes getting heavy.
Closing the lid and turning around with a saddened look upon her, feeling Inima waggle up and squeeze in between her arms, up to her face in her own little hug. Allowing silence to grab them both and gradually drifting of to sleep grateful to not be alone right now.