WeepingWisteria

Cicada held out her hands.

“Dark cyan?”

Child's Ache Today's Inspiration: Today's song was Little Hands by Mother Mother. I rolled author's choice incorporating the song title. I decided to try a style I reviewed today but ...

Irene followed after her.

"Yessss. This is what we need. Music from someone who knows how to have fun. Not like Amber!"

"Booze and glowsticks is a good start. The night is young but old enough to drink!"

“What do you know about it? Like what’s the setup?”

"I can! Are we going for realistic or sort of the folktale style?" She poured some brown paint into another cup.

Irene picked up her win glass, made sure her pendant was on her, and followed Sophie out.

"I mean, I'm down if you're done. It's late and I'm not drunk enough to sleep. Let's get to it."

Irene stumbled in through the door. "Party? Did someone say party?"

Echo looked up from a flower pot fae was filling with soil. "Party? With... people? No thanks."

"We just had a little accident which turned into a big noise and you woke up. Oops!" Irene downed the rest of her glass. "How much have you drank?" Big ...

Irene lazily picked up her wine glass as if she didn’t just almost launch through the ceiling. “We didn’t… want to wake you.” She took a loud sip.

“I don’t know. We should ask her.” She kneeled in front of La’Cabuf. “Did he do something to insult you?”