gorgeousditz. her heart is heavy, & a cream visage surely showcases that. there’s agony, though a level of relief —
seeing her friend alive & well.
❝ are you, um
—— are you okay, riles?
❞
though she already knows the answer. with a masked psycho stalking & slaying the town, how could anyone be okay?
dull brown eyes glance up at the sound of her friend’s voice. it CUTS into the now familiar sounds of her heart monitor beeping & the smells of whatever chemical it is they spray to make the hospital smell so nauseatingly clean.
❛ brooke,
❜ a voice once soft&smooth is now cracked & dry. speaking is a strain as she hasn’t done much of it these past few days. the girl purses her lips & studies her friend, checking for an expression. pain. sadness. riley musters a pained smile.
❛ i’m.. OK. how are you ? ❜
