Bringing Out The Worst In You

[thedemononyourshoulder]

Anyone within earshot could hear a loud yelp coming from the square, and then a loud splash. The red-skinned woman dragged herself out of the fountain, her already tight leather jacket sticking to her even more.

"The hell is this? I guess it's better than the stupid stone box they kept me in before I guess but... now I'm all wet..."

She noticed a few eyes on her, most everyone else just treating this like an every day thing.

"I hate how much trouble I can get in sometimes... hmmmm...."

Her eyes lit up, a mischievous grin crossing her lips as she got an idea.

"So what do you hate most about yourself? Bet it's not as bad as you think."

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[Sorry for the late reply! Clinicals have taken over my life hahaha]

[thedemononyourshoulder]

"Well, you probably tried like hell to do better than he did, right? Do you think you'd be the same person you are now if you didn't have to constantly try proving yourself, even if it's just to make sure you don't end up like he did?"

She gave him a shrug, shaking her head.

"I'm an only child though, so what do I know? Not to say my childhood didn't have it's own fair share of issues..."