…ᗪevi ᗪ… (indefinite hiatus)

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Says the acorn. Either way, Devi didn’t find it that weird, just different. “Yeah, a yellow guy, I thought he had jaundice but straight up- like a banana, not from around here. ..Then again, I think I’ve seen SOME banana trees. Hrm. ..Whatcha mean by that, i f he’s neat??”

Huh, that did sound nice, actually, yeah, like, too nice? People never mean things like that. So what was she angling at-? ..Devi hadn’t considered she might just be .. being friendly, or hitting on her. “Just taking smiles wherever I go~ Well, I saw a funny looking yellow guy.”

Devi blinked. Her enthusiasm levels were something else. She’d gone from hugging, clinging, to jumping and now giggling.. Miss D, however? Just sort of stood there, not very emotive. “Well, sure, if you want? I didn’t take you as the type to like places of historic display.”

Devi didn’t budge. “MOLAA, it’s this new funky place, kinda just ..waited it out. People watched.” She wasn’t gonna say how she’d hid in the storage room and spent quite a lot of her time curled up like a cockroach, herself. “Museum of Latin American Art. Ever heard of it..no?”

What, no laugh at her Pinocchio pun? Is that German or Italian, anyway, she wondered.. “Well, that’s nice, most people just..yeah..” That trailed off, she wasn’t going to go into it, or if she was, she’d need some prompting. “Oh. My gallery showing. Was..pretty quiet, there.”

She dramatically yet rather without energy went to poke and pinch at the pallid skin of her gaunt face. “I’m a real boy? Awh, shit, look, my nose even grew. Fuckin’ thing..” ..Okay, hug over, not sure if that was nice or not. “Yeah thanks I might not be..back..long. Not sure.”

She didn’t exactly look emotionally shattered, but her hair was just a mess of everything all over again. Oop. Hugs? ..”Uh, why?”

Dead, whatthefuck- .....”Oh, hi Ken.”

No-more crying over people who think they have power over you. Anger? Psh, like that will work if they just punch you in the face. No, no, you've gotta steal a car, then run them over, and frame their loved ones by putting the vehicle papers in their name. Hm. Maybe. Too far?

Resolutions? No. Maybe try and talk to people more and be less antisocial?? Ahahah, no, if I say that, I'll end up working at a corn dog stand, swinging signs for a burger joint- be careful what you say and moreso what you wish for.

..“Why wouldn't you be? It's not like you ‘want to go get snacks together with me’ or anything, so why it would matter or not seems a bit strange to me.”

Happy New Year to only Nny. And maybe that girl, Ken. And Tenna. But I think the monkeys consumed her.

((Comes back to say happy new year, TYPOS already, great start!!))

(And as if by some sudden mode of hidden transport ---not really, she probably just hiked up here in the dark--- Devi jumped onto the hood, with hardly a bump to the metal due to her emaciated weight. Hopefully it wouldn't shock him. It had been a while, the fireworks were due-)

((Thanks for bearing with me everyone, just gone private to avoid some trolls, hopefully it'll blow over (ahah, yeah) soon ish. Or at least enough to come back without nerves of them finding me here .-.))

(She would answer but unbeknownst to him she's currently still curled up somewhere not feeling very stable in herself-)

Wow, this sure is a long walk home.