[Her feelings were a bit all over the place. Voile felt a lot of things. And a lot of things she couldn't rightfully identify because they didn't feel like her. But it was something she didn't know how to talk about and something she didn't want to talk about.
Facing Sonny. Meeting Sonny. None of that was easy. Not that there was really anything hindering her and she supposed she no longer had anything to feel guilty about. Anything left from that was all past things, like her inability to speak up about what was going on. Still, the present was what it was, and there was nothing more to say past that.
She tried not to make him wait too long and she moved quickly enough that she had to fix her hair when she did arrive. Before going in, she settled the braid over her right shoulder and ducked her head in first before the rest of her followed, still dressed like a diva, but not feeling much like one.]
[OH CUTE]
Facing Sonny. Meeting Sonny. None of that was easy. Not that there was really anything hindering her and she supposed she no longer had anything to feel guilty about. Anything left from that was all past things, like her inability to speak up about what was going on. Still, the present was what it was, and there was nothing more to say past that.
She tried not to make him wait too long and she moved quickly enough that she had to fix her hair when she did arrive. Before going in, she settled the braid over her right shoulder and ducked her head in first before the rest of her followed, still dressed like a diva, but not feeling much like one.]
...Sonny?