[when effy first made it to the station, she was trying not to go completely mad. fairies, imps, trolls, whatever, they're not supposed to exist, but they clearly do. she fought the entire time, hoping they'd drop her, but they didn't. she stood in the same place they put her for half an hour before she decided that it was all very, very real.
so she made her way into the station, making calls she knew wouldn't go through and sending texts she knew wouldn't be received.
she refused any coffee or drink at all, but effy did sit herself down at one of the tables on the patio, crossing one leg over the other as she pulls out a cigarette box from her bra. she stays there for a while, simply watching people as they converse and come and go. it's the only thing keeping her calm. it's familiar and somehow entertaining to watch the ebb and flow of people trying to figure out what's going on, just like her.
after about an hour of "settling in", she figures she ought to find the bar.]
effy stonem | skins ( two )
so she made her way into the station, making calls she knew wouldn't go through and sending texts she knew wouldn't be received.
she refused any coffee or drink at all, but effy did sit herself down at one of the tables on the patio, crossing one leg over the other as she pulls out a cigarette box from her bra. she stays there for a while, simply watching people as they converse and come and go. it's the only thing keeping her calm. it's familiar and somehow entertaining to watch the ebb and flow of people trying to figure out what's going on, just like her.
after about an hour of "settling in", she figures she ought to find the bar.]