✿ Eleventh Bud [Action/Voice late morning]
[Things hadn't been easy the past few weeks; there had been ups and downs, much more of the latter than she would ever admit to. And as far as she could tell, it would not get better any time soon. At the very least, the weather was beginning to change even if she couldn't see it for herself. There was just something about the air of spring approaching that always managed to lift her spirits a little, and what better way to greet it than to start working on that neglected garden outside of House 11? Who cares how cold it is out, the plants are of higher priority.
It isn't until after an hour or so of working that her journal falls off her person and sprawls open in the dirt, making her frown upon hearing the familiar noise of it being activated. Taking to people probably wasn't a good idea right now, but she can try.]
… What are your favorite things about spring? Or… things you like the least about it I guess. Anything really.
[Later in the evening the residents of the large household might notice that she's managed to make her way to Silver's room instead of her own, though if anyone drops by the reason should be pretty obvious. You don't go through weeks of emotional whiplash and a day out in the cold dressed improperly without coming out unscathed.]
It isn't until after an hour or so of working that her journal falls off her person and sprawls open in the dirt, making her frown upon hearing the familiar noise of it being activated. Taking to people probably wasn't a good idea right now, but she can try.]
… What are your favorite things about spring? Or… things you like the least about it I guess. Anything really.
[Later in the evening the residents of the large household might notice that she's managed to make her way to Silver's room instead of her own, though if anyone drops by the reason should be pretty obvious. You don't go through weeks of emotional whiplash and a day out in the cold dressed improperly without coming out unscathed.]
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It makes any problems I have a little easier.
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But why? Just because you want to or to alleviate boredom of sorts?
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Is that... is that a good thing, you think?
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Someone told me that in a letter, not long before I came here.
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For me, it's much harder to be lonely when you have someone you can put your faith and love in.
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I suppose it depends on the circumstances... Each of them are so very different, aren't they? Personally, I'd try to gain their faith by being myself; faith isn't a simple subject, but as long as you're putting your own trust in someone, over time, they'll often become more capable of returning that faith.
I can't say it's always certain, but I can't think of many things in life that are.
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I know it seems hopeless at times, but... there are good people here. People who will believe in you first, should you be afraid to have faith in them.
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They haven't done it yet.
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