Milliways: Artistic Expression

[fallen_april]

catch me, I'm falling

failing

falling

catch me

I'm goneApril's scribbling stream-of-consciousness poetry in her notebook. This is accompanied by colored-pencil drawings. Bright vibrant swirls of color tainted black

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[bloody_rockgod]

There's a light rap on her door.

"Er, hullo?"

[fallen_april]

April looks up and blinks. That... doesn't sound like a familiar voice.

"Um... it's open?"

[bloody_rockgod]

Charlie peeks in. "Um. Hi. I'm Charlie and we've got a friend in common.

"Oh--er, grapes?" He holds out a bag of green grapes.

[fallen_april]

April's eyebrows just sort of... go up.

"Uh... yeah, thanks... You can come in, if you want." she tilts her head slightly. "Mind if I ask... who we have in common?"

Sontag pokes her head out sleepily from the pocket of April's sweatshirt.

She's gonna be a sad kitten when she doesn't fit in there anymore.