[h1][color=red][center]TRIGGER WARNING: THOUGHTS OF SUICIDE[/center][/color][/h1]
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[color=#035E7B]Time:[/color] Late Evening
[color=#035E7B]Location:[/color] Guest House
[color=#035E7B]Interactions:[/color] 
[color=#035E7B]Mentions:[/color] [@princess] Anastasia [@Mole] Felix

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A cool wind wrapped around the small, blonde figure that stood on the balcony of the reading room of the guest house. Now dressed in an [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/0c/39/81/0c3981daa70d0e654ecfb701de7ceff9.jpg]off-white nightgown[/url] and a dark colored bottle in her hand, Lady Thea Smithwood stared up at the moon. After her breakdown on the balcony outside the ballroom, she had made way back inside and found Anastasia. She’d quietly informed her friend that she would be missing the after party that night and promised to elaborate more on her sadness later. Her only request was for her dear friend to secretly have alcohol sent to her rooms, but Anastasia had done more than that. Thea had then informed her mother she was leaving the ball early and had been escorted to her room. Upon arriving at her rooms, Thea had found the alcohol along with a few handsome young men. Thea attempted to enjoy their company, but ultimately she ended up dismissing them and drinking alone. Anastasia had been a doll and had whiskey sent to the room, something Thea immediately began consuming.

Once one bottle had been emptied, Thea had opened another and decided to roam the halls. She drank as she walked, humming a song to herself and getting odd looks from a few servants. She eventually found herself in the reading room, a place that was currently empty and out of the path of servants. So she decided to retire to the balcony, wishing to gaze at the stars and feel the cool night air. Her mind was plagued with dark thoughts and the alcohol was doing nothing tonight to quiet those thoughts. Deep sadness filled her as silent tears spilled down her cheeks. Her gaze traveled from the sky above, down until she was glancing at the cobbled path below. How dull that path looked with its muted gray stones, she thought. Surely it would look better with some color. [color=#035E7B][i]Perhaps I could provide that color.[/i][/color] She thought darkly to herself, taking another drink of the burning liquid before she began climbing up onto the railing.

[color=#035E7B][i]What would it feel like to leap from here? Would it be a swift fall or would it take ages before I landed on that ugly, dull path? Would I feel the pain?[/i][/color] She balanced herself on the railing, standing there and staring down below as she swayed only a little. [color=#035E7B][i]Would the pain be worse than what I feel right now?[/i][/color] She leaned forward ever so slightly, tempting fate and her increasingly inebriated state. It would be so simple, she need only take one step.

The sound of voices made her gasp as her head whipped upwards. Her foot slipped and she found herself falling backwards, landing hard on her bottom on the balcony and likely being out of sight of any who would be approaching. [color=#035E7B]”Shit…”[/color] She mumbled as she glanced over at the now spilt bottle, quickly snatching it up. There was only a small amount left in it now and she sighed as she slowly got back up to her feet, the world spinning a little. She could hear the voice of Felix below her and a mixture of emotions ran through her. An idea ran through her mind then and, before thinking things through, she downed the small amount of liquid left in the bottle before leaving the reading room and heading back towards the guest rooms.

Instead of finding herself in her room, she found herself entering the room of Prince Felix. What in the world was she doing? She needed to talk to him, yes, that was it. [color=#035E7B][i]Yes, I need to talk to him about…wait, what DO I need to talk to him about? I just...need to talk to him.[/i][/color] She began pacing back and forth in the room, but this was only making the world spin worse and she found herself tripping over things. It was making it very hard to get her thoughts together so she decided maybe she should sit down. She made her way to the bed and plopped herself down on it, but still everything was spinning. Maybe if she lay down? Before she could think about it, Thea was laying back on the bed and closing her eyes to try and stop the world from spinning.[/color]