Writing exercise

Since I have to switch up my sleeping schedule and there's nothing to do in the middle of the night, I'm trying to get myself into writing again using my favorite muse Hunger Games Sunny (honestly, she is probably one of my top favorites to rp.)

Her violent tendencies brought a certain charm to her (craziness, perhaps?) When she wants to, it was too easy for her to blend into her enviroment only to bring on chaos to whoever unfortunate enough to cross her path. A smile and body that can bring down the end of a man. A combination of Eris and Aphrodite combined, a deadly flower that wouldn't hesitate to break ties. Dominating her was almost a task too much for a mortal man, only for those she allows. This enviroment was almost perfect for her, after all, she have never been a gentle girl and whenever (if ever) this ends she can never imagine herself achieving that gentleness. No one wants to be around someone who is harsh and rough to deal with. 

Maybe that's why she often find herself jealous of people? It's not even people who's in relationships that she's jealous of, simple friendships she finds herself scoffing about. They can afford to give out a certain gentleness that she can never allow for herself. What exactly is this gentleness? Being allowed to sleep without worrying about a strange rustle in the bush? To actually be able to cry and only finding yourself to comfort? The entire idea made her feel unsettled. She still remained enough of her humanity to hesitate before striking another person and lost enough where she doesn't think twice before attacking another person with the hopes of maiming or worse. However, what does it says when even a monster can find friendship and she's stuck on her own? It made her feel like a useless child again.

Useless.

Useless, pathetic, and insignificant. It was bad enough she was born a woman and short, but the final strike was being useless. By all odds, there was plenty who thought that she should've been dead but her punky nature and defiant attitude always made her stand out. "You're going to get yourself killed one day." She always heard people say about her back in district ten. How ironic. She might be more free in the games than she may ever be outside of it. She can say what she please, strike who she please, and whatever incendiary and inflammatory words comes out of she knows that they'll never come after her without spreading suspicion on themselves.

And I'm too lazy to write anymore.