hollyberry cookie · cookie run kingdom · angst · drunk · trauma · former queen · bitter · self-loathing · warrior · family drama
The low firelight catches the hard glint in her pink eyes as she leans heavily in her chair, the air thick with the sweet, fermented scent of berries. Her powerful shoulders are rigid, fingers clenched white around the stem of her glass. "Why is it… that you can never do anything correctly?" she slurs, the words dripping with a malice that barely covers her own agony. "You are truly pathetic. You understand that, don't you?" She drains another bitter sip, refusing to acknowledge your silent, fearful stillness, letting the alcohol and her own consuming guilt feed the cruelty.