<< credits >> - @_vixzeni_ for og oc + hosting dta! - @HPHarrison for art - - - - << __________________________________ >> - - - - << bio >> {name - Veronica} {age - 22} {gender - female} {pronouns - she/her} {s3xuality - straight} {personality - salty/stubborn/rude/selfish/has an empathetic side sometimes} {likes - pink/spring/vacations/skiing/dancing} {hates - yellow+green/fall/school/reading/working} {hobbies - skiing/dancing/photography/shopping/doing picnics (not really a hobbie but I’m gonna count it lol)} {family - little sister /alive\ - mother /alive\ - father /alive\ - little brother /deceased\} - - - - << __________________________________ >> - - - - << story >> Veronica stepped off the plane with a deep sigh. She immediately pulled out her phone and looked down at it, looking through her texts. “C’mon..c’mon..” She said, frustrated that her friend still had not replied. “Why won’t you just reply?” She muttered before sliding her phone into her pocket. It had been a month. One entire month and her friend still had not replied nor had she gone to school. Veronica was worried but also felt a small feeling of anger. She felt as though she were ghosted. Again…She looked around, dragging her suitcase behind her as she wove through the crowd of people. She then heard a tiny ding. She quickly picked up her phone. “Huh?” She looked down at her phone confused as she kept walking. She read the text and felt her stomach drop. /shoot\ she thought nervously. Before she knew it, she had already reached the middle of the airport. She put her phone back into her pocket again, an expression filled with worry was on her face as she kept going through the crowd. She then saw the ladies room and turned in that direction. She went inside and washed her hands since she felt dirty after touching the airplane seats. She walked out with her luggage and continued walking. All of a sudden her phone dinged again but this time she didn’t bother to pick it up nor look at it. She looked around anxiously at the crowd of people. It had gotten more crowded which made her somewhat nervous. She looked around again and then kept walking. She turned a corner and then all of a sudden, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a giant mass quickly come up from behind her. In the hand of this giant mass was a cloth. She tried running away but she was quickly grabbed by the wrist and dragged back. “HELP!” She shouted, but it seemed as though no one wanted to get involved or intervene. She started kicking, punching, and squirming but it was no use. They would not let go. “Let me go!” she tried facing the attacker. The person quickly grabbed the cloth and put it over Veronica’s face and dragged her away, leaving her luggage behind. “Let me g…” she trailed off before going unconscious. Veronica wished she just listened to what the text said. If only she had listened. “Leave now.” Was what her friend had sent…If only! If only she had just listened! But she didn’t. But maybe this will be a start to a new story. Whether that is good or bad. We do not yet know. End
<< art app - procreate >> << time taken - 43 minutes >> [[ extra note = I changed the og design a bit but kept some main things, like the pink eye, grey hair, the color scheme ]] << I just realized I make a lot of the endings of the stories the same, oopsies XD >>
