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- Primarily Prefer Male
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- Fantasy, Modern, Magic, Horror, Romance
Jaylin hummed thoughtfully looking over at the helicopter Alex had pointed out. She was skeptical, but felt she had no choice but to trust Alex. Jaylin was tired of traveling alone, plus it was more dangerous that way. Jaylin gave a quick nod before walking towards the center of the roof.
Layiing her back, Jaylin looked up at the stars. Sighing almost forlornly Jaylin let her mind wander, for the first time in a long time, Jaylin was...relaxed. Well relaxed in comparison to how rigid and tense she usually is.
The stars offered some sense of surrealism, like maybe this was all bad dream and she would wake up and everything would be okay again. Her mother and father would be watching television in their small two bedroom apartment, while her baby sister ran excitedly through the house showing everyone her toy she had excavated from her toy box.
Jaylin shook her head with a chuckle, then sighed sadly. Those times were another world, another universe really. Jaylin felt the sting in her eyes, as a hot tear rolled down her cheek. The pain would never go away, that much was apparent, she just wished it would be the numb ache instead of the searing sting it was. Jaylin rolled her eyes at her own melodramatic thoughts in an effort to ease away her emotions. Now was not the time.
"What was your family like Alex?" Jaylin found herself asking the question before it fully formed in her mind. "Oh...uh...nevermind." Jaylin quickly realized what doors she could be opening and immediately regretted it. "Sorry...."
Layiing her back, Jaylin looked up at the stars. Sighing almost forlornly Jaylin let her mind wander, for the first time in a long time, Jaylin was...relaxed. Well relaxed in comparison to how rigid and tense she usually is.
The stars offered some sense of surrealism, like maybe this was all bad dream and she would wake up and everything would be okay again. Her mother and father would be watching television in their small two bedroom apartment, while her baby sister ran excitedly through the house showing everyone her toy she had excavated from her toy box.
Jaylin shook her head with a chuckle, then sighed sadly. Those times were another world, another universe really. Jaylin felt the sting in her eyes, as a hot tear rolled down her cheek. The pain would never go away, that much was apparent, she just wished it would be the numb ache instead of the searing sting it was. Jaylin rolled her eyes at her own melodramatic thoughts in an effort to ease away her emotions. Now was not the time.
"What was your family like Alex?" Jaylin found herself asking the question before it fully formed in her mind. "Oh...uh...nevermind." Jaylin quickly realized what doors she could be opening and immediately regretted it. "Sorry...."