Yael, before leaving Ara alone for more than five minutes: now remember, if you hear ominous chanting, the appropriate response is to run.
Ara, while texting: sounds fake, but okay.
Yael, at the mall with her dumbass girlfriend: should I ask you why you have a knife in your purse?
Ara, while looking at a pretty sweater she can’t afford: it’s a dagger, actually. And no, you shouldn’t.
Yael, rapidly losing her patience: stop telling everyone to fight you!
Ara, visibly offended: are you saying I can’t handle it? Fight me!
Yael, texting Ara’s brother: hey can you come babysit your dumbass sister I need to go to the woods to scream for a bit
Ara, also texting her brother: hey can you come babysit me for a bit I think Yael is about to snap lmao
Yael, looking over at Ara: do you think we need to go out more?
Ara, still staring at the couple arguing across the street that they have been staring at for half an hour on a Saturday night: what? No, we – oh my god she threw his computer out of the window!
Ara’s brother, a yet to be named character that I’ve never shared with anyone: all I want is for people to pay attention to me for once
Me, the writer, writing away at a scene with Ara and Aek: did someone say something
Ara: I want the whole world to look upon me in fear and reverence.
Yael: I meant if you wanted anything from the store.
Lmao, oh my.
Ara and Mallory are so alike, it would be honestly terrifying for anyone who knows my murderous child.
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