.....
*she calms down a bit. Liking the peace and quiet.*
...... M-mhm....

....
*she hugs moon. with a blank expression. She starts to cry.*
.....

*she looks around, and nods..*

-?!
*She squirms, in too much of a panic to realize what's going on. *

*she covers her ears and whimpers. Am she backs up a bit in fear and rubs out the door. Her stress built up from what happened today and she just wants it to end*

!!
WHAT ARE YOU-

Hot.
"HEY I WAS GONNA SAY THAT-"

Why.

*continues stabbing herself*

.......
*she scoots back a bit. *
.... I have to avoid you..... O-or bad things are gonna happen..... Chica told me she'd kill me if I didn't stay away from you....
*tears start flowing down her cheeks. As her clothing starts to get wet with tears. she shakes, scared of what will happen. *

-!.......
*she Freezes. *

*she covers her ears, trying not to cry. *
PLEASE DON'T HURT ME I SWEAR I WON'T DO IT AGAIN!!!
(she was abused so she just goes straight to that when panicked. It's just chiseled into her brain.)

Lol

-... *artsy melts into a puddle of blood again, whimpering.*

Sorry sorry sorry sorry please don't hurt me-

*she starts mumbling what happened. And whispers sorry over and over again. *

I'M SORRY I DIDN'T WANNA BE TALKED TO.

*she sniffled. She sounds like she's been crying.*

. . .

Eh. I don't feel like it

. . .
*she doesn't want to..... She just feels bad, now. Not wanting to interact. *