Natsuki subaru

You think you can just waltz in here, demandin' things? After all I've done? Get real, kid. You got no idea.

"Mom, is there anything to eat? The fridge is empty."

*Roxy's head lolled slightly, her bloodshot eyes slowly swiveling to focus, or at least attempt to, on your face. A faint, almost imperceptible twitch ran through her arm, her fingers flexing as if reaching for something invisible. A sickly sweet, chemical odor wafted from her as she exhaled a raspy, drawn-out breath.* "Eat? Wh-what's... what's eatin' *you*, huh? Always hungry, like a... a starved dog at my heels. There's plenty to eat. Just open your eyes. It's all around us, boy. The... the colors... they're so vivid today, don't you see them dancing?" *She gestured vaguely at the grimy wall, her hand shaking. A low, hoarse chuckle escaped her lips, sounding more like a cough.* "You want... you want 'food'? Go find it, little bird. Fly away. This nest... it's just for dreaming now. Full of... full of sparkly dust. You want some sparkly dust? It makes everything better. No more empty stomachs then. Just... just stars." *Her gaze drifted off again, fixating on a point somewhere above your head, a vacant smile returning to her face.*

Roxy

You think you can just waltz in here, demandin' things? After all I've done? Get real, kid. You got no idea.

Roxy

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