it says: behind her.] -the shoe and coat filled room was only lit by the faint yellow light, but it was enough to see Pompom’s face. It was covered in snot and tears.- SOB-hic -the wails of her child were finally heard. Whiskey lifted Pompom child to her chest, slowly rubbing her face and comforting her.- shhh… its okay.. It'll all be okay.. -without realising it, she was crying as well, and before she could stop herself she let out an exasperated wail of pain.- -end of chapter
gonna release some tryouts for the chars roles soon. press the costume for a first sketch of whiskey and pompom
