Aw, worried that I’ll eat all of them before you can stuff your face? Fuck off, yeah?
I second that. It’s as if everyone has died, but that’s just the feel Bristol brings with it I guess.
anyone want to join me?
A tan would be good I guess, anything’s better than looking like a bed sheet.
Yeah, I know. Cassie, it’s a pleasure to meet you too, Ramona.
So, what brings you back to Bristol then Cassie?
Hi! Oh, nothing, really, I’m just here meeting new people and greeting everyone.
Cool, well I don’t think we’ve met before, the name’s Ramona. It’s a pleasure meeting you.
What’s been happening in good old Bristol lately?
Sid hadn’t really spoken to Ramona since he helped her down from a near suicide attempt. He felt guilty, she seemed like a nice girl, but he just didn’t have the time. Everything had been going haywire in everyone’s lives. Needless to say, Sid was glad to see that Ramona wanted company on one of the days when nothing was happening with anybody. He quickly replied to her post, letting her know that he’d be over soon. She didn’t seem to object, something that made him happy. Sid raced over to Ramona’s house, knocking on the door politely.
Ramona had soon dozed off into a light sleep. In the clinic, it was proven impossible to get sleep, from the constant screams and shouts from other patients, also from the reoccuring nightmares that Ramona had been having. The knock on the door startled Ramona, waking her up instantly, she was glad that the knock woke her up, as she could tell the dream would soon turn into a horrid nightmare. Using the sofa for help, she pulled herself off of the floor once more. Making her way to the door, she got on her tip toes to look through the spy hole, her legs shaking from being on her tip toes for too long. Unlocking the door, she opened it, pulling the door inwards. “Sid, you came. Cool.” A smile appeared once more on her face as she allowed the boy in from the cold. “Make yourself at home, help yourself to anything you’d like.” She added before closing the door, not allowing any more cold air in.
At that moment in time, the floor of Ramona’s house seemed more comfortable than the bed and the couch put together. She was just staring at the blank cieling, waiting for something to happen, something had to happen. Ramona hadn’t left the house for a while, not by choice, but by recommendation from the clinic, the doctors there explained how going outside may trigger her into more suicidal tendencies. She could feel the soft breeze that flew in from the tiny slit from the open window, closing her eyes she almost fell into the deepest of sleeps. A notifcation rung on her phone which alerted her, causing her to sit up rapidly. Looking around the empty living room, she searched for the the phone by ear. Finally getting to the mobile device, she dug her hand into the pile of clothes that it was burried under in the bathroom; how it got there, Ramona didn’t have a clue. Tapping the unlock button on her phone, she read reply that she had recieved, a smile appeared on her sickly pale face as she recieved the message that Sid was going to come round and visit.
Pulling her slender body up from the floor, she couldn’t help but catch her reflection from the corner of her eye. Turning to face the mirror in the bathroom, she could just notice the outline of her ribs in the top that she was wearing that day. With her hand she drew a line down the side of her waste, even though it had looked like there was nothing there, Ramona always found piece of skin to grab, pinching at it, pulling at it, she lowered her shirt before entering the kitchen, in search for the alcohol. She could feel her muscles tensening as the want and need for alcohol rose in her mind. Finally finding a bottle of Jack Daniels tucked away at the back of her fridge, she pulled it out, cradling the bottle as it cooled her down from the heat. Entering the living room again, she went back to her position on the floor as she waited for her company to arrive.
I’ve got a bottle of Jack Daniels and a few spliffs to spare, anyone fancy cheering me up?
anyone want to para, I don’t know if Leigh wants to cancel the other para because Effy has like.. amnesia? x3
Hardly left the house since I got back home from the clinic.