Okay, okay, the dude had good taste in music. She could get behind most of that, although she had to admit, country had started growing on her. Maybe it was because there was a new generation taking over. Time would tell.
Since, apparently, she had time now. Still a lot to wrap her brain around, but she wasn't exactly complaining.
Diana very much enjoyed being alive. Undead. Whatever. Around. That seemed like the best word for it.
She considered lowering her lashes and coyly asking what made him think there was a story behind it. Something stopped her, though. Maybe because the song really did have a certain emotional kick to it. "It's about my sister," she said. "I have two, one older, one younger." She rolled her eyes. "Yes, I'm the poster child of a middle child." Always looking for her place. Always trying to stand out. Always trying to get attention, until she got the wrong kind. "She gave up the love of her life. She'd never admit that's what he was but...well, she's stubborn." Slightly cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs, although not nearly as much as she pretended. Mostly, it was stubbornness.
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Since, apparently, she had time now. Still a lot to wrap her brain around, but she wasn't exactly complaining.
Diana very much enjoyed being alive. Undead. Whatever. Around. That seemed like the best word for it.
She considered lowering her lashes and coyly asking what made him think there was a story behind it. Something stopped her, though. Maybe because the song really did have a certain emotional kick to it. "It's about my sister," she said. "I have two, one older, one younger." She rolled her eyes. "Yes, I'm the poster child of a middle child." Always looking for her place. Always trying to stand out. Always trying to get attention, until she got the wrong kind. "She gave up the love of her life. She'd never admit that's what he was but...well, she's stubborn." Slightly cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs, although not nearly as much as she pretended. Mostly, it was stubbornness.