Nightmarish
Mars
https:///www.raevlyn-darrow.com
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Raevlyn was home alone when the storm really hit, her parents off at work as always, her and Saturn curled up together on the window sill, bodies cold from fleeing the rooftop, watching the pelting rain grow angrier, sounding like a million hands knocking. Her apartment had grown cold, and Raven, constantly in fear of pushing too many buttons and being cast aside again as she always was, couldn't bare to cost her parents the extra heating, so she'd wrapped herself in a fluffy, black blanket and was relishing the body heat of the large dog on her lap. When her dad finally tumbled in the door, he was dripping wet, boots soaking into the colorful welcome mat with mud, and she didn't hear a word he muttered under his breath, Scottish accent thick and slurred as he stripped away his jacket and shuffled off into his room to change. the white-haired teen sighed as they shuffled off to their own room to get ready for the party, no storm could get in the way of them and a party. They coated their face with thick, blue-themed make-up, tucking their hair into a white wig, pulled up into a poly tail, and finishing off with baggy black pants, a white top, and blue gloves, not too warm that they'd be sweating from their mix of alcohol and drugs later, but also wouldn't be left freezing in the storm.
They checked their phone for the status of their best friend, already have asked for a ride earlier when they'd seen that there would certainly be no skateboarding permitted in their weather, only to find that he was waiting downstairs. They grabbed a leather backpack, tossing in the essentials, some nips, their 'make-up bag', that actually contained an assortment of pills and powders and other illegal substances, and a few packs of cigarettes, only some actually containing cigarettes that they'd actually lifted from her father's stockpile of cigarettes, he got angry when he ran out. They clipped Saturn's army green raincoat to her body, pulling on a matching puffy jacket, grasped their leash tight to hold her close, and tried to zip towards the door, only to be stopped by their dad, some long-winded tale of how the weather reminded him of his homeland, telling her to be safe, to say hi the Drew for him, and some other comments that got lost in his accent, and finally, they were out the door, bracing against the feeling of wind in the poorly-insulated apartment building.
The second they hit ground level, they and their dog were splashing as fast as possible, racing towards Drew's car for the day and flinging themselves inside, shaking the water from their bodies in matching movements as they found the safety of the car from the rain.
"Oops! Sor..." They trailed off as soon as they saw their best friend, head down and face hidden, and of course, they instantly recognized something was wrong. Without another word, their thin, pale, shaky hands pulled two random nips from their bag, passing the boy one and downing their own before grasping his chin and forcefully turning his face towards themself, not letting him go or pull away until they'd examined the damage. "Bubba... what happened?" She pried, voice sad and worried, lightly touching a scratch and wincing as if she could feel the pain of it.
They checked their phone for the status of their best friend, already have asked for a ride earlier when they'd seen that there would certainly be no skateboarding permitted in their weather, only to find that he was waiting downstairs. They grabbed a leather backpack, tossing in the essentials, some nips, their 'make-up bag', that actually contained an assortment of pills and powders and other illegal substances, and a few packs of cigarettes, only some actually containing cigarettes that they'd actually lifted from her father's stockpile of cigarettes, he got angry when he ran out. They clipped Saturn's army green raincoat to her body, pulling on a matching puffy jacket, grasped their leash tight to hold her close, and tried to zip towards the door, only to be stopped by their dad, some long-winded tale of how the weather reminded him of his homeland, telling her to be safe, to say hi the Drew for him, and some other comments that got lost in his accent, and finally, they were out the door, bracing against the feeling of wind in the poorly-insulated apartment building.
The second they hit ground level, they and their dog were splashing as fast as possible, racing towards Drew's car for the day and flinging themselves inside, shaking the water from their bodies in matching movements as they found the safety of the car from the rain.
"Oops! Sor..." They trailed off as soon as they saw their best friend, head down and face hidden, and of course, they instantly recognized something was wrong. Without another word, their thin, pale, shaky hands pulled two random nips from their bag, passing the boy one and downing their own before grasping his chin and forcefully turning his face towards themself, not letting him go or pull away until they'd examined the damage. "Bubba... what happened?" She pried, voice sad and worried, lightly touching a scratch and wincing as if she could feel the pain of it.
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