She was leaning against the railing of the balcony, watching the world below her as she tried to figure out what was going through her head.
There was something going on with people, although she couldn't pinpoint what it was exactly. What was it that was causing people to be ... less spunky than normal? Even the highschool she'd just been doing a performance at earlier in the week had been... oddlyu subdued.
It was weird
It was disconcerting.
She looked toward her forearm and sighed, sure that the tattoo she had there was the one and only reason why she wasn't having issues herself... but she reasoned that if she was having issues too, she probably wouldn't even notice.
♯ And I wonder what you've done to me || I've lost all my ability to think logically || I know I've never felt this way before || Like someone pushed me through a door || And there's no turning back ♯