04-14-2025, 02:49 PM
Marta got Sage’s message. And looked at it. It didn’t make any sense yet and she wasn’t in the mood to figure it out now. Her worry about Nox escalated. Adults didn’t understand. Not unless they had been like her. They told her to be a kid, but it was hard to go back to being a kid after you grew up.
She knew what they meant. They wanted her to have a good time, figure things out, and mostly to not worry, but it was so hard. She didn’t grow up by choice. She’d had her childhood stolen from her. It was something she couldn’t get back. She tried not to worry - but she couldn’t help it. It didn’t help that her emotions were always being weird. She’d asked Elyse about it and Elyse had told her that she really was growing up now
Then Emily sat next to her. Her voice was kind and sweet. Her husband sat next to her and then started talking to her about Batgirl. It was nice to have a comic book conversation with someone who wasn’t just familiar with the movies. And it helped her forget to worry. She followed them upstairs and sat down on the other side of Jared and began to eat. Opening her wallet she began to look through the document that Wicked had sense. It was all a bunch of nonsense. Well - that was wrong. It appeared to be a bunch of nonsense. It was nonsense she had to figure out. That was the lesson. The lesson that would lead to her first job.
She knew what they meant. They wanted her to have a good time, figure things out, and mostly to not worry, but it was so hard. She didn’t grow up by choice. She’d had her childhood stolen from her. It was something she couldn’t get back. She tried not to worry - but she couldn’t help it. It didn’t help that her emotions were always being weird. She’d asked Elyse about it and Elyse had told her that she really was growing up now
Then Emily sat next to her. Her voice was kind and sweet. Her husband sat next to her and then started talking to her about Batgirl. It was nice to have a comic book conversation with someone who wasn’t just familiar with the movies. And it helped her forget to worry. She followed them upstairs and sat down on the other side of Jared and began to eat. Opening her wallet she began to look through the document that Wicked had sense. It was all a bunch of nonsense. Well - that was wrong. It appeared to be a bunch of nonsense. It was nonsense she had to figure out. That was the lesson. The lesson that would lead to her first job.