@notafixer ♥’d.
The alcohol she consumes would burn even if her throat wasn’t HOARSE from screaming — eyes dry,
bloodshot & lifeless. Numb. She’s moved passed the tears, now. As much good as sobbing had done her.
NUMB. She understands why Tony favors this form of coping, now. Cognac hues flicker upwards, detect
movement in the doorway. BILE rises in her throat at the sight of the other. ❛ ——- get the hell out. NOW. ❜
it’s not so RARE for the girl to wander around the lab during her free time, and tony’s SILENT agreement to her actions only made her put on enough confidence to walk in and a DEMAND to see everything in the name of KNOWLEDGE ( back then it seemed a good excuse: young girl, first year at college, hopefully to be NEXT greatest engineer in the whole world —everything in this order ). so when she hears a STRANGE sound ( is it sobbing? is it laughing? ) greyish green hues start to look for the door where the sound comes from. as the brunette before her gives her most welcoming greet, lila rolls her eyes dramatically, pretending not to listen. ‘you look like shit.’