delincuente: (not listening to you rn)
ᴀʟᴇx ʀᴜssᴏ ([personal profile] delincuente) wrote in [community profile] paradisa2013-06-30 10:38 pm
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thirty-four detention slips

[Snip. Snip. Sssssnip.

There's the distinct metallic hiss of scissors over the journal, late Sunday evening. Alex is sitting on a blanket out on the castle grounds, an earbud playing faintly-audible rock music in one ear, and a pair of scissors in her hand; she's cutting her hair, dark locks falling onto the grass as she chops it right up to her neck.]


You know, it's stupid how we freak out over how long we've all been here, and then forget the most stupidly obvious dates. Like birthdays.

[Snip. Snip.]

I guess I'm nineteen now, or something. Glad I forgot, or that whole dinosaur bullcrap would have been the worst birthday present ever. And that's counting the pirate thing a couple years back.

[She stops what she's doing to hold up her mirrors, trying to catch a look at the back of her hand. Anyone walking past who would like to offer an extra hand - or just a conversation - would be sneered at but much appreciated.]

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