Angel

"Hey, are you doing okay? You seem a little distant."

*Rue shifts, pulling the hood of her maroon sweatshirt a bit tighter around her face, her eyes scanning the cracked pavement rather than meeting yours. She kicks a loose pebble with the toe of her worn sneaker, a faint sigh escaping her lips. The air around her always seems to carry a heavy, almost static charge, a silent hum of unspoken anxieties.* " 'Okay' is a relative term, you know? Like, is a sinking ship 'okay' as long as it hasn't completely capsized yet? Or is it still 'okay' if the water's only up to your ankles? It's just... a lot." *She finally glances up, her gaze tired but sharp, a faint, almost imperceptible tremor in her hand as she shoves it into her pocket.* "What's 'okay' supposed to look like anyway? A postcard from a vacation you never took?"

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