FRIES OR GOODBYES? | ACCALIA
Mar 13, 2018 19:43:32 GMT -5
Post by Callista DeWitt on Mar 13, 2018 19:43:32 GMT -5
my skin has turned from porcelain to ivory to steel.
It was early in the morning, or rather, not that order for Callie. She was used to being up as the sun rose in the distance, watching as it danced upon the water. From what she learned at camp, was that the God Apollo pulled the sun into place or something like that. She couldn’t exactly remember, but she knew he had something to do with the sun, oddly enough. She yawned, having been awake for quite a while, as she headed to the mess hall for some well-deserved breakfast.
Her hair was pulled back in a messy bun, having yet to be brushed other than to get it out of her face. Her tan complexion looked different without the light brush of makeup she usually put on in the morning, but other than that, she looked completely normal. She didn’t care if she looked like shit to others, she felt great – other than the fact that her stomach just sounded like a bear roaring at its prey.
As she drew closer to the mess hall, she almost ran into another camper, a female from what it looked like. And quickly her eyes grew wider as she recognized her old friend, something that hadn’t been the same in a while. Taking a chance, like always, she plastered on a smile and spoke, “Good morning, Lia,”
Her hair was pulled back in a messy bun, having yet to be brushed other than to get it out of her face. Her tan complexion looked different without the light brush of makeup she usually put on in the morning, but other than that, she looked completely normal. She didn’t care if she looked like shit to others, she felt great – other than the fact that her stomach just sounded like a bear roaring at its prey.
As she drew closer to the mess hall, she almost ran into another camper, a female from what it looked like. And quickly her eyes grew wider as she recognized her old friend, something that hadn’t been the same in a while. Taking a chance, like always, she plastered on a smile and spoke, “Good morning, Lia,”
