ℳio

❝ ᴵ'ᵐ ᵃ ˢᵘʳᵛᶦᵛᵒʳ⁻⁻ ❞ ━━━━━━•⊰♡⊱•━━━━━━ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ♡ ┊ ♡ ♡ ╔════•ೋೋ•════╗ ᴹᵒᵇᶦᵃⁿ ᴼᶜ┋ᴹᵛʳᵖ┋ˢᶠʷ/ᴺˢᶠʷ Cʀᴀᴄᴋ┇Bᴀɴᴛᴇʀ┇Sᴇʀɪᴏᴜs ╚════•ೋೋ•════╝ 【ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴘᴏsᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅ--】

Follow, follow

》I might reset Mio.

When Mio give you that look--

It's not like she's never had to steal to survive before.. It's just. She doesn't want to do it anymore. Especially since she's only ever stolen small things for herself, and it was never a daily thing. Now she was stealing for two. Constantly. It's.... exhausting.

This job she managed to snag under a fake identity-- Yeah. It's getting on her last nerve. Even with her, constant, cheery demeanor. Why are people such downers? Or maybe it was because of what she had to do to get a little extra money on the side for Don and herself...

She has been hustlin' all her life. ....And now she's getting tired.

She's around. Just ....um. Going through some things--

Woof.

Gives a smooch instead.

Take the pamphlet--

... Bork

Feels.

To be fair.. She hasn't been happy as of late. Like something has been weighing her down. Eating away at her. She doesn't know what it is or how to stop it, but it hasn't stopped her friendly, sweet disposition.

Mimi? Oh-- She's been, um, ...well. She's around.