im in one of those periods in my life where i cant focus on anything i cant finish an assignment i cant listen to one song for more than 5 seconds i cant sit through a tv show episode i cant finish a book i cant write a story
all i can do is stare blankly at the wall and wish i had something to do but everything i could do or want to do is just supremely unsatisfying
SOMEONE PUT IT IN WORDS THANKS YOU
Hey kids this is a symptom of depression
Just realized I never posted this here so better late than never, right? I hope you enjoy some heartbreak with your AU.
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“So what do you do?” he grins at her, as if he has come up with the best pick-up line to ever grace a bar, and Emma tries her hardest to suppress an eye-roll. She fails.
“Aren’t you supposed to ask for my name first?” she replies without looking at him, not even bothering to pretend to be interested.
“Well, I like being original.”
Maybe it’s because she can basically hear the smirk in his voice, or because she thinks eye-contact will drive her ‘not interested’ point home faster, but most likely it’s because she hates that too-casual and horribly-not-accented voice, that she finally looks at him.
As she predicted his smirk is all wrong. Not sexy, not inviting and definitely not making her blush. His eyes are the wrong shade of bluish grey and she feels like he doesn’t even see her. Not that she wants him to. His face has no shape to her, his hair no colour and his words no allure.
“OK, then,” she turns fully around and looks him straight in the eye. “I’m a bounty hunter. But what I really do is that I sit by the bedsides of people who are dying in hospitals, all alone, with no friends or relatives, or anyone to hold their hands in their last moments.”