Rosie "Has No Chill" Nozomi (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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riverview2018-05-13 07:51 am
hasitsthorns) wrote in riverview2018-05-13 07:51 am
Second Song ♫ Video (@wild.flower)
[ The video starts out at an odd angle. The ceiling of community house is the first thing that people see when it clicks on. Immediately after, a dark blotch covers up the camera feed.
Sniff, sniff, snuffle. ]
Dude, stop, you huge ham- [ sounds Rose, fingers curling over the rolling film. Everything jostles for a moment, the world a blur, and then it re-focuses on Rose's face. She's laying on the floor, sheen of cold sweat on her face and circles under her eyes darker than usual. She can't say that she's never been sick before since that's, y'know. Not normal. So instead, she settles for- ]
Haven't felt this awful in a while. [ It's not a lie, not really. Somewhere in the background, electronica beats are playing just loud enough to be caught. The next one that rolls catches her attention, the blond casting a sidelong gaze off camera. It's an interesting one. Oddly apt. ]
I hope there is, in fact, a rave in my grave if I die. I feel like I'm dying? Does anyone else feel like death? This blows.
[ A pause. A tiny chocolate lab scrambles into view, kicking his little back paws to try and climb onto Rose's stomach where she lays. He's chewing at her shirt, too, but she doesn't seem to mind much. ]
I also really want pizza? Whis is, like, the opposite of what I should want? Tell me your possibly weird sick food cravings, guys. Do you have any? Or what do you do when sick to feel better? Let's get those home remedies rolling.
[ Something, anything, to distract her from how awful she feels currently. ]
Sniff, sniff, snuffle. ]
Dude, stop, you huge ham- [ sounds Rose, fingers curling over the rolling film. Everything jostles for a moment, the world a blur, and then it re-focuses on Rose's face. She's laying on the floor, sheen of cold sweat on her face and circles under her eyes darker than usual. She can't say that she's never been sick before since that's, y'know. Not normal. So instead, she settles for- ]
Haven't felt this awful in a while. [ It's not a lie, not really. Somewhere in the background, electronica beats are playing just loud enough to be caught. The next one that rolls catches her attention, the blond casting a sidelong gaze off camera. It's an interesting one. Oddly apt. ]
I hope there is, in fact, a rave in my grave if I die. I feel like I'm dying? Does anyone else feel like death? This blows.
[ A pause. A tiny chocolate lab scrambles into view, kicking his little back paws to try and climb onto Rose's stomach where she lays. He's chewing at her shirt, too, but she doesn't seem to mind much. ]
I also really want pizza? Whis is, like, the opposite of what I should want? Tell me your possibly weird sick food cravings, guys. Do you have any? Or what do you do when sick to feel better? Let's get those home remedies rolling.
[ Something, anything, to distract her from how awful she feels currently. ]
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What does death taste like?
Also, that makes sense if you're dehydrated. I like my water cold too usually.
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[and whatever else was in the bottle. it smelled terrible, and he wanted to resist, but sage was worried enough.]
I didn't think about that. I guess I should drink more. You should got with your cravings too. There must be something in pizza that your body needs.
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[ But she likes his logic, about the pizza. ]
I apparently have a superhero bringing me some. I feel so special.
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You are special! And nice, and pretty. I bet they're happy to do it.