adalia is drunk enough she can admit to herself that it is anyway. ❱
The only upside to being a soulless monster serving a terrible god: no one's gonna fuck with me I don't wanna be fucked with by. ...that sentence was weird.
❰ adalia narrows her eyes and purses her lips, frustrated at her own inability to speak understandably. she shifts and pushes herself up, moving from flopped in alacruun's lap to straddling it, her hands on his shoulders as she blinks up at him, eyes somewhat glassy with drink, but still aware. ❱
Why are you the only person looking out for me? Why am I so unlovable?
❰ she sounds so much younger than she intended, so much whinier — it's not as though no one else cares about her. gwenaëlle, at least, calls her a friend, and iorveth cares, to some extent. solas called her lethallan. but none of them care about her the way she wants to be cared for. no one else is here, letting her flop all over them like a child. ❱
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adalia is drunk enough she can admit to herself that it is anyway. ❱
The only upside to being a soulless monster serving a terrible god: no one's gonna fuck with me I don't wanna be fucked with by. ...that sentence was weird.
❰ adalia narrows her eyes and purses her lips, frustrated at her own inability to speak understandably. she shifts and pushes herself up, moving from flopped in alacruun's lap to straddling it, her hands on his shoulders as she blinks up at him, eyes somewhat glassy with drink, but still aware. ❱
Why are you the only person looking out for me? Why am I so unlovable?
❰ she sounds so much younger than she intended, so much whinier — it's not as though no one else cares about her. gwenaëlle, at least, calls her a friend, and iorveth cares, to some extent. solas called her lethallan. but none of them care about her the way she wants to be cared for. no one else is here, letting her flop all over them like a child. ❱