There's an essay that I really should be working on right now. XD
NxH - All the Rage, Ch. XIIAll the RageNxH - All the Rage, Ch. XII by ~spyder-m
Chapter XII: Ambiance
They were incredibly mundane places:
That notion alone was palpable from the very moment he had stepped inside the building. Boring, dull, white pastel walls, and cold, innocuous floor-tiles were all to welcome him as he entered; even the clothing of the people surrounding them seemed so gravely insipid!
They were all dressed in the same uniform, bland scrubs, as they marched lifelessly down the corridors like mindless drones.
It was a clean, sterile environment, sure, but clearly not a dynamic one.
The monotony of every process was almost amplified: waiting, filling out forms, browsing over their palt
Clotif - Security BlanketSecurity BlanketClotif - Security Blanket by ~spyder-m
It was certainly a difficult concept to comprehend, but it was genuinely true nonetheless.
Tifa Lockhart, twenty two year old bar maid, caretaker of two children and former member of the terrorist group, Avalanche; who had constantly found herself in life or death situations as a result of this affiliation; slept with a... Well, 'security blanket', so to speak.
A familiar object that alone is capable of providing an individual with a sense of comfort and sollace, imperative in reducing their anxiety.
Living with two young children, Tifa was more than familiar with the concept. Throughout the time she had known and looked