[Ginny sits back, pushing a hand through her hair with a sigh, suddenly exhausted deep in her bones. The months after the war must be bloody confusing, torn between celebrating and mourning. And here she is trying to ask after it like it's normal. It isn't, not really. It can't be.]
But you seem... I mean, you're alright too, aren't you, Georgie?
video; she hates and loves them far too much, sob
[Ginny sits back, pushing a hand through her hair with a sigh, suddenly exhausted deep in her bones. The months after the war must be bloody confusing, torn between celebrating and mourning. And here she is trying to ask after it like it's normal. It isn't, not really. It can't be.]
But you seem... I mean, you're alright too, aren't you, Georgie?