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Grace looked over, a little confused.
Grace looked over, a little confused.
The girl's eyes switched back to green. "I don't want whiskey, sorry," She smiled sympathetically. "I just thought I did."
"What did you do that for?" She hissed to herself, eyes black again.
"I don't want any whiskey, Crow," She said quickly, eyes green.
"Oh, but I do!" She replied, eyes black.
"Hmm. DID or something of the sort?" she asked herself. There was a very real possibility that Crow could be an alter of the girl.
The girl barely registered it, too involved in her conversation with 'herself'.
"You drink too much! It affects me!" She whimpered, eyes green.
"Ah, you've handled it fine," She replied, eyes black.
"Why can't we just drink this? It's not gonna hurt us. It's just coke." Green eyes.
"I don't want fucking coke. I want whiskey." Black eyes.
This was an… odd conversation, to say the least, Grace thought to herself.
"Well…I don't want it." Green eyes.
"You're gonna have it." Black eyes.
"I already told him no. He's not gonna bring it." Green eyes.
"Ugh, fine. Fuck you." Black eyes.
It was a risk, but one Grace was willing to take. One deep breath later, Grace got up and walked over to the girl. "Hey… you alright there?"
The girl looked up, her eyes green. "No, I'm fine. Really. You don't need to worry yourself in a stranger's problems."
"Well, there have been some… strange behaviours that I've noticed recently. Care to explain?" Grace asked.
The girl's eyes turned black. "Why should I tell you? You're a complete stranger, I don't know you. Do you just expect me to spill all my secrets just because you asked the fucking question?"
"Hmm… by any chance would you be 'Crow'?" Grace asked, noticing the change in eye colour.
"Who wants to know?" Crow spat. "I don't need to tell you fuck all. So you can fuck off." Green eyes again.
"I'm so sorry."
"Sorry? You don't by any chance happen to have DID or something of that sort, do you?" Grace wondered aloud.
(that sentence doesn't make sense so idk what she's really trying to say
.it seems like there's a random 'did' in the sentence that makes it kinda confusing)
(Oh. DID is an acronym for Dissociative Identity Disorder. Pretend she's saying the letters separately like D, I, D.)
(oh ok sorry i misunderstood. it just looked like you'd capitalised 'did' for no reason)
"No, I don't have that," The girl replied, eyes green. "It's something a lot more complicated. It's not a mental disorder."
(oh that's no problem.)
"Then who's 'Crow'?" Grace questioned, confusion sparkling in her eyes.
"I can't tell you that," The girl started, trailing off. Her green eyes were casted down, avoiding the other girl's gaze.
"I-" Grace started, then realized neither of them knew the other's name. "Oh, sorry. I didn't introduce myself. I'm Grace! And you are…" Grace said brightly.
"Kass. My name is Kass." Kass replied, not saying much else. She didn't like to get involved with people. They always got hurt or left her alone.
"Alright Kass! Now that we've properly introduced ourselves," Grace was saying as she slid down into the empty seat directly across from Kass. "It's time for you to answer my question. Who's Crow?" she repeated.
"I told you, I can't tell you that," Kass repeated. "Please stop pressuring me to tell you. I won't."
"Well, then. Why don't you tell me about the extra fancy necklace of yours?" Grace questioned.
"It's not that fancy," Kass said, looking down. "It's just a simple black pendant. Nothing special."
"You sure? I've noticed some unusual behaviours about that necklace," Grace inquired.
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