[ Isuke doesn't have to answer that. In the back of her mind, she knows the answer. It's obvious - no one has to dig deep into her character to know what she's caged in by.
She stares, long and hard, without saying anything.
Isuke's smile, the way her hand gently caresses her cheek...
Dammit. ]
Fuck you! [ She roughly lets her go, almost throwing her back into the chair she was sitting in earlier. This is fucking frustrated. ]
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[ Isuke doesn't have to answer that. In the back of her mind, she knows the answer. It's obvious - no one has to dig deep into her character to know what she's caged in by.
She stares, long and hard, without saying anything.
Isuke's smile, the way her hand gently caresses her cheek...
Dammit. ]
Fuck you! [ She roughly lets her go, almost throwing her back into the chair she was sitting in earlier. This is fucking frustrated. ]
Dammit... [ Her voice wavers. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. ]