Why it takes me long to reply.
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Luci rushed over to Kell and helped to free her from the various things which had fallen on her. “How did that happen?” Luci said, unable to hold back a smile. Humans and their sense of balance…
“Are you taking about the whole thing spinning around or my comfy position?” She replied sarcastically trying to sit down before let out a sigh. “Great… I lost my glasses…” She narrowed her eyes and looked around at the TARDIS wondering if it was a good idea to come along with Luci. “I just hope they’re not broken…”
Luci smiled weakly. “Your comfy position. And even if your glasses are broken, fixing those is easy.” She helped Kell get up without breaking anything else. “Now, glasses…” She started looking around in the fallen things spread out around them.
Kell started to look for the glasses but suddenly she heard a loud crack under her foot. “Oh bloody hell..” She moved down and picked up what she was looking for but it was destroyed. “…Found it…” She shook the glasses to Luci with a sarcastic smile. “Can you… You know… Fix it, please?”
Kathelyn didn’t see he walking through the door or using the window so she just thought he was one of her hallucinations or she was dreaming already. “I don’t have sleeping pills anymore…” She sat on the bed and wrapped the blankets around herself. “Who are you? I don’t remember your face..”
“I’m Nightmare. You aren’t hallucinating and you definitely aren’t dreaming right now.”
She frowned deeply at the stranger. “What you want? How did you get in my bedroom?” Kell tried to slide her hand under her pillow to get the dagger to defend herself it it was necessary. 
“Y-Yes, of course…” She didn’t liked the way the Anon was staring at her. “Why you ask?”
Tell me! -It growled and stepped forward, grabbing Kell’ throat just below the jaw-
She gasped as she didn’t felt the floor under her feet. Kell had been in worst situations even torture so she could hide her fear, just a little. But the worst things wasn’t the grip or the lack of air. It was an Anon who was interrogating her, no matter what she did, how much she kicked him or dug her nails on the Greyface’s arm, he felt no pain. “W-Why you must know it?L-Let me go…!”
Call it curiosity. -it said in a sweet voice- Ineed to know! So tell me. -it tightened its grip a bit more-
She could even try to tell him but Kell didn’t. She couldn’t even breath, who could say about speak.The girl held tightly on the Anon’s arm while her feet moved lazily in the air.
“Oh, now you’re just getting ridiculous!” he said, rolling his eyes at the outlandish nickname.
It’s better than ‘Peasant,’ at least.
“You might not like whatever nickname I pick out for you next, you know.”
Kell limited herself to a chuckle and lay down on the couch with the plate on top of her chest. “What nickname? You didn’t give me one yet.”
Emily stood up, moving towards Kell. “What? No! Kell, don’t just go.” She said, confusion, anger and sadness on her face. “Why are you leaving? What friends do you need to call?”
“I have to do something.” He opened the door without look back at Emily. Kellvin was furious. “just a few friends, nothing big. They won’t say no to me.” Of course not, unless they want to die too. He thought.
“Kathelyn, but yes, Kell, thank you.” She hated her own name. “Pete? Well, uhn, nice to meet ya.” She offered a polite handshake.
He gave her a small teeth showing grin and took her hand, giving it a small squeeze. “Nice to meet you too. You’re one of the few patients that aren’t scared to shake hands or hasn’t screamed yet.” He commented, chuckling to himself.
Kell raised a brow. “Well, just because you’re scary it doesn’t mean that I have to run out of this room screaming. I still have my honor, you know?” She gave a small smile and joked as she leaned against her chair. “I’m just joking. I took my pills before come to see you.”
She was playing guitar on the park, leaned against a tree when she noticed someone was watching her. She looked up at the stranger and raised a brow. “Uhn, hi… Can I help you?”
She looked over at the girl she just noticed she’d been staring at. “Umm..n-no sorry…I didnt mean to stare, you are just really good at playing the guitar.” She smiled at her.
“No, there’s no problem at all. I was just wondering if my noises were annoying you…” Kell got surprised for the compliment and smiled back awkwardly. “Well, thank you.”
ACTUAL MESSAGE OF (500) DAYS OF SUMMER THAT NO ONE ACTUALLY REALIZES
He smiles a bit and looks around the room. “I kinda let you sleep in, it’s nearly 4pm.” He says with a soft smile. “I got home from my work a few hours ago, I’ve been watching tv since.”
“WHAT?!” She tried to get out of the bed quickly but she got trapped between the sheets and ended up falling on the floor, cursing on Portuguese. “Why didn’t you wake me up? I pratically hibernate the whole day!”
He raises an eyebrow at the girl on the floor, peeking over the edge of the bed at her. “I let you sleep in because you were exhausted and needed the extra rest. Insomnia’s a bitch, I should know.” He says with a shrug.
She was trying to get loose of the sheets as she spoke and smiled at the young man. “Thank you, my friend, for everything but I wasted too much of your time and I must go back home.”
Benedict Cumberbatch reading Jabberwocky
Abandoned Amusement Park in New Orleans
This is our old Six Flags I think? It was ruined after hurricane Katrina and they never bothered to restore it so they’re either gonna sell it for scrap metal or use it for movie sets.
Kell got surprised for his reaction. She wasn’t expecting that. “What?! Of course I am!” she stood up and frowned deep to Daniel as more tears ran down through her cheeks. “I hunted people for money, I tortured for fun and killed because it was an order!” She almost yelled, not to him but to herself. “My parents locked me in a asylum because I lost my mind , I have serious problems with drugs, I have anger issues, because they blame me for my brother’s death! A-And between many other things!”
“Don’t you dare say I’m not the bad guy here…Please…” She took off her glasses and threw it away before hide her face between her hands and whisper. “do you know how people call me on Brazil? The Lobato’s Devil.”
Daniel couldn’t- didn’t- want to believe it all. He just sat, his hand over his face as he listen to her angry shouts. He was doing well at keeping calm, but snapped at her last sentence.
“I DON’T CARE WHAT THEY CALL YOU!” He shouted. “I DON’T CARE! Kell, don’t you see, your actions define who you are. You may have done” his voice broke a little “you may have done dreadful things in the past, but look at you now: you’e shown me kindness and generosity beyond compare. Don’t be your own worst enemy. Please.”
She let out a small gasp and jumped in fright when Daniel shouted. Another unexpected reaction from Daniel. “I-I’m sorry… I-I’m so sorry Daniel…” The girl heard his words in a scared silence before lost strength on her legs and leaned against the wall as she broke into tears again. ” No, no no! I’m not like that… I’m not like you said… I’m not who you think I am…” Kathelyn buried her face between her knees when she slid down to the floor. Why Daniel was trying to cheer her up? Why he was being nice? She deserved none of his kind words.
Kell didn’t had time to say anything, she didn’t had strength enough to say anything either. She was limited to ran a finger through Charlie’s hair with a weak smile as a tear slid down through her cheek and the lights went out of her eyes.
//Omg! this is so adorable~ > u <
