The Communist : Crow

FINALLY FINISHED

What even is sober anyway.. ?

“Don’t you think it’s a little pathetic? A wedding with a pool and no one is using it,” Harry remarks, wiggling his toes.

“Well, now we’re using it.”

1. KLAASJE (MISS ORANJE DISCO DANCER) - "I would *love* to change the subject. It's not important. Unless I'm some kind of... suspect?" She arches an eyebrow.

2. KLAASJE (MISS ORANJE DISCO DANCER) - "Are you sure? Love is *terror*..." She breathes in a large billow of menthol-infused smoke, savors, it, then lets it out slowly.

3. KLAASJE (MISS ORANJE DISCO DANCER) - "Sounds like an advanced form of what I've got. With a bit of old love sprinkled on top."

4. KLAASJE (MISS ORANJE DISCO DANCER) - "Did I?" She arches an eyebrow and sighs. "Why do I still feel *suspicion* hanging over me then? What I managed was to get him killed. I'm the love that does people in, remember?"

5. KLAASJE (MISS ORANJE DISCO DANCER) - "I love apricot chewing gum!"

6. KLAASJE (MISS ORANJE DISCO DANCER) - "Love is terror."

7. KLAASJE (MISS ORANJE DISCO DANCER) - "Betrayed by the things we love- what a rotten deal...

8. KLAASJE (MISS ORANJE DISCO DANCER) - "For destroying my first love. For working for bad people. The list goes on and on."

9. KLAASJE (MISS ORANJE DISCO DANCER) - "I guess you can say that, yes. A bit. Lovers is such an emotional word. But there was something there. We did enough drugs for there to be."

10. KLAASJE (MISS ORANJE DISCO DANCER) - "Yeah, I love that too!" Her voice is girlishly high-pitched now. "We frosted the glasses, I unwrapped my bike, there was a petting zoo with little white rabbits..."

11. KLAASJE (MISS ORANJE DISCO DANCER) - "We're all scraping up any happiness we can find, officer. Going around with our little scouring sticks- you, your first love, Mr. Co Hoi here..."

12. KLAASJE (MISS ORANJE DISCO DANCER) - "A moment ago it was love... And, no, I don't think the Union is *communist*. They're a few shades pinker than that."

13. KLAASJE (MISS ORANJE DISCO DANCER) - "True- it did *not* love him."

14. KLAASJE (MISS ORANJE DISCO DANCER) - "What *do* I mean?" She raises an eyebrow. "I have no idea. I don't even know what *you* mean. Love did him in? What does that mean?"

15. KLAASJE (MISS ORANJE DISCO DANCER) - "I love Revachol, though." She looks around, the wind in her air. "I hope she loves me too."

16. KLAASJE (MISS ORANJE DISCO DANCER) - "We're all scraping up any happiness we can find, officer. Going around with our little scouring sticks- you, your first love, Mr. Soldier of the Apocalypse here..."

17. KLAASJE (MISS ORANJE DISCO DANCER) - "It didn't love him."

18. KLAASJE (MISS ORANJE DISCO DANCER) - "She said she's in love with me. She even asked me to run away with her, when I told her I'm a fugitive. She started developing... *notions* about our relationship."

very old doodle of a roleswap au idea bc y'all know how it is with me