Zalindah.Resident
Scented Rogue ~ Golden Hair
TP: Golden Hair
"Where is she?" They asked, peeking into the dorm room.
"She is sleeping, shhhh!" her roommate said, grabbing a hoody and closing the door gently while shoving the others out. "Do not disturb her."
"But she is always sleeping! Let's wake her up and drag her out. It's been a month, she always ditches our hang outs."
"Shush! Give her time." she swatted at them, "Let's just go, we will be late for the movie!" Her roomie exclaimed, dragging along the other grumbling friends.
The room was quiet apart from the light snoring and equally calm purring from the felines curled up on her legs and above the head. The sun's last stretch before the night prevails was halted by the black curtains covering her window.
Usually, it was hard to sleep but lately it has been her solace, the best escape she could ask for. Her mind silenced and forced to live in a certain moment. It seemed better than any of her usual escapes. Maybe because her dreams were always laced with red roses, heavy rains and breaking dawns.
She was always taken into new unexpected adventures that at times she didn't know if she was still asleep or awake. For now, she will live in her dreams and maybe someday she will return to the real world.
Scented Rogue ~ Golden Hair
TP: Golden Hair
"Where is she?" They asked, peeking into the dorm room.
"She is sleeping, shhhh!" her roommate said, grabbing a hoody and closing the door gently while shoving the others out. "Do not disturb her."
"But she is always sleeping! Let's wake her up and drag her out. It's been a month, she always ditches our hang outs."
"Shush! Give her time." she swatted at them, "Let's just go, we will be late for the movie!" Her roomie exclaimed, dragging along the other grumbling friends.
The room was quiet apart from the light snoring and equally calm purring from the felines curled up on her legs and above the head. The sun's last stretch before the night prevails was halted by the black curtains covering her window.
Usually, it was hard to sleep but lately it has been her solace, the best escape she could ask for. Her mind silenced and forced to live in a certain moment. It seemed better than any of her usual escapes. Maybe because her dreams were always laced with red roses, heavy rains and breaking dawns.
She was always taken into new unexpected adventures that at times she didn't know if she was still asleep or awake. For now, she will live in her dreams and maybe someday she will return to the real world.