☀️ Arselia and Akonia

Creeping to the back of the sofa, where Nadia Aquamarine most likely was lounging as usual, Aiyano slowly places her trembling, black hand, smudged with pencil lead, on its back.
- Na...di...a... - sssssssssss...aaaaaaan... - she rasps in her ear like a ghost - her eyes are bloodshot, and dark circles are under them.