status : closed / ( @gemmajcmes )
location : crest fest rehearsals ( a day or so before the festival starts )
❝ i don't think i can run one more song, let alone all four...━━ ❞ nevaeh needed a moment to catch the breath speaking was stealing. ❝ ━━ again. ❞ she finished, as her body collapsed to the stage floor. as she pulled her knees up to herself, she tried to remember a time where this was easy for her. before things imploded, nevaeh had no trouble with early morning rises and rehearsals that ran all day. she took corrections and applied them quickly and made sure she was never holding up production, or holding gemma back. in hindsight, she'd become such a well oiled machine because she was prioritizing other people's expectations over her own needs. if she was able to think of anything other than making gemma proud, she would have been able to recognize it as progress. ❝ you would think after doing this for so long i'd be able to just jump right back into it, like bike riding but it's like the seat is made of spikes ! ❞ nevaeh declared dramatically looking up to her sister. ❝ be honest with me, was i always this chaotic ? ❞
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