Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24012109-20161108204158/@comment-8723280-20161210224318

The last thing she remembered hearing is him calling her immature, which of course didn't help with her current feelings of resentment towards him. And she was about to retort, with a wolfish snarl, before a mouthful of pillow was shoved into her face. She struggled, muffled, frightened, angry yells coming out of her mouth, but then warmth wrapped around her.

And warmth seeped into her, the more she struggled. Lucina struggled hard, shaking her head to get the damn pillow off of her face. Panicking, she felt herself drift off for a moment, but she was fucking tired, and the warmth wrapped around her body was tempting, and she craved a brief respite from it all.

And then, suddenly, as the pillow finally dropped onto the floor, Lucina drifted off to sleep, darkness consuming her.