09-15-2020, 08:58 PM
[glow=grey,1,400]OH YES, I'VE HEARD THE STORY OVER AND OVER AGAIN ! — [abbr=APHRA CIPHER, THE TYPHOON, CREWMATE, 4 YRS, SINGLE]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]
Oh, great, just what she needed. Aphra's ears flattened upon hearing Michael's voice. She knew that her just... vomiting in the middle of camp would gain some sort of attention (unwanted attention, for once), but she didn't want Michael, of all fuckers, to be one to come over.
"F-fuck o-off..." Aphra tried to growl towards the melanistic bobcat, only to be interrupted by another wave of nausea that ended up with her throwing up on the sand once more. Was it a bad idea to gorge herself like she did? Probably, but she (nor her crewmates, it seemed) wasn't aware that her sudden cravings were caused by Rosemary herself. Aphra paid no attention to Butch, mostly because the kid didn't say anything, and instead glared over at Rosemary whenever the ocelot decided to come over and speak to her as well.
"N-no. I'm... fine." At least she didn't vomit for a third time, right?[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
"F-fuck o-off..." Aphra tried to growl towards the melanistic bobcat, only to be interrupted by another wave of nausea that ended up with her throwing up on the sand once more. Was it a bad idea to gorge herself like she did? Probably, but she (nor her crewmates, it seemed) wasn't aware that her sudden cravings were caused by Rosemary herself. Aphra paid no attention to Butch, mostly because the kid didn't say anything, and instead glared over at Rosemary whenever the ocelot decided to come over and speak to her as well.
"N-no. I'm... fine." At least she didn't vomit for a third time, right?[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]