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“Alcoholic kind of mood.”

“Look me in the eyes, say that again.”

“It’s in the special way we fuck.”

“Like the naked lead the blind, I know I’m stupid, I’m unkind.”

“Baby…did you forget to take your meds?”

“And the sex and the drugs, and the complications.”

“You want the sin without the sinner.”

“The past will catch you up as you run faster.”

“The is no running, I will find you.”

“Fall into you, is all I seem to do.. ”

“And now my feet don’t touch the ground.”

“Lose my clothes, lose my lube.”

“There’s nothing here, but what here’s mine.”

“You’re the one who’s always choking Trojan.”

“If I only could, make a deal with God.”

“A friend with weed is better.”

“Can’t you see I’m sick of fighting?”

“Let’s exchange the experience.”

“Don’t give up on the dream, don’t give up on the wanting.”

“Now you’re back with dope demand.”

“I tried, God knows, I tried.”

“Because no-one here gets out alive.”

“She’s insane, this friend of mine.”

“I will be the one to make you crawl.”

“Please don’t die.”

“Knock me off my feet like heroin.”

“All my dreaming torn in pieces.”

“I’ll describe the way I feel.”

“I’d break the back of love for you.”

“So much hate for the ones we love.”

“My memory’s hazy..and I’m afraid to be alone.”

“Someone call an ambulance, there gonna be an accident.”

“I’ll go fighting nail and teeth.”

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Send “✆” for a morning text. Send “✉” for a text that wasn’t sent. Send “☎” for a rushed text. Send “⁇” for a drunk text. Send “✿” for a suggestive text. Send “ø” for a late night text. Send “✘” for a hateful text.

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[ SMS → Zoella ] 02:30PM : I had this feeling this day would come. : It was nice knowing you : Maybe not : You never know

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〖 ✉ » : Noah.〗 The number you have texted is no longer in use.

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A soft chortle passes Noah’s lips as he turned towards the younger female, his eyes focusing on her tied up body and he rose his coffee cup to his lips to take a sip, the warm liquid making slight clouds of steam visible in front of his face and he only dared to answer when he had set the cup down again. ❝ Well you know, I stumbled across your drunk self last night. You thought we still hated each other like back then and thought it would be fun to throw a glass bottle at me which you reasoned with ‘You’re a fucking asshole’ ❞ He explained, his voice rising slightly when he imitates her voice in a exaggerated way. A shrug moves his shoulders. ❝ I decided to be nice guy anyway but you wouldn’t stop struggling so I had to tie you up. ❞

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“Liar.” it’s not that she doesn’t believe him, more than she doesn’t want to believe him, there’s a difference. She knows she has a problem, has had for a while, been loosing her mind, but can you blame her? Alcohol numbs the pain, at least for a while. “Forget whatever sick fantasies you’ve been having and get over here and untie me right now” her voice somewhat croaky her demands done have their usual edge to them, she’s not intimidating, not now. “So help me god I will make your life a living hell if you don’t” besides, her wrists hurt.

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A distress sigh empties into the atmosphere from parted plush lips, though it’s only a melodramatic performance–as if he’s let down by not playing games. But like the witch, he isn’t here for that. Arms cross over his chest for a brief moment as he contemplates moving closer. He’s curious, allured by the earthy scent of incense that seeps out of her pores. The wolf boy drops down onto the floor, veering his gaze to her, ❝That would explain the stench of burnt flesh.❞ He tilts his head to one side, raising a brow, ❝And how do you plan to do that ? If I may ask, my sweet.❞ If the two were to toss sickening terms of endearment, so be it.

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“Try to show a little compassion, at least.” Zoella snaps, turning on her heel moving to sit at her little makeshift workspace. “We’re what you call a dying breed, the hunters are relentless in their chase, these days witches don’t have a chance, there is no institute to teach and no safe haven to hide.” the supreme pauses, thinks back to a time where things were different. “When witches don’t fight we burn, but baby doesn’t want to burn.” there it is, that devilish glint in her eye, that mischievous tone. “We are both children of the night, why don’t you help me?”

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[ SMS → Zoella ] 02:25PM : It might have been that way but these are different times : Get your butt here or your won’t get a single thing from me, witch!

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〖 ✉ » : Noah.〗 Yes, the times have changed; I have not. 〖 ✉ » : Noah.〗 Get your ass over here or I won’t speak to you again, bitch!

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[ SMS → Zoella ] 02:10PM : What is it this time again? : You should come and see me if you want it that badly.

〖 ✉ » : Noah.〗 We both know it doesn’t work like that. 〖 ✉ » : Noah.〗 I call and you come running. 〖 ✉ » : Noah.〗 It’ll never be the other way around.

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Alex lunges into the branches that hang above him, dexterous limbs lifting his weight into the tree. His sinewy, yet fit physique lays across a thick, bent branch as he awaits for the female. A creature like himself should know better than to trudge into the trouble of a witch. He scorns the worshipers that chant spells and perform their ridiculous rituals. But he’s been observing this one specimen to understand her intent in this damned world. ❝I thought you were one for games like hide and seek, Zoella,❞ He knows his voice will give away, he wants her to notice. A condescending stare downcast with lips curling into a smirk, he rests the back of his head against the trunk, ❝What brings you back, hm ? Bored of your spell books ?❞

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“I don’t have time for games” strange, it doesn’t seem like her at all, she was always one to play with others in the most dangerous of ways. “not tonight my love” not tonight, but perhaps tomorrow. She teeters on the edge for a moment, yet does not descend the ladder, instead moves further back into the candle-lit room--if you could even call it a room. “Did you know two women have been burnt at the stake in the past six days in this very forest?” what else would bring her back, but the cries of her own coven? “I’ve come to put a stop to it.”

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[text]:Is that all I am to you?

〖 ✉ » : Ellie.〗 look, it was a one time thing〖 ✉ » : Ellie.〗 don’t get all clingy cause we kissed once.

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[text]: Breaking up over a text? You've stooped that low?

〖 ✉ » : Noah.〗 Not really.Now that I’ve gotten your attention I need you〖 ✉ » : Noah.〗 to do something for me. 〖 ✉ » : Noah.〗 come over.〖 ✉ » : Noah.〗 Baby is back in town.

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[text]:Sometimes I worry that you won't know how much.

〖 ✉ » : chanyeol.〗 Then perhaps one day you should tell me. 〖 ✉ » : chanyeol.〗Better yet, show me.

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[ SEND A TEXT FOR MY MUSE'S RESPONSE ]

[text]: Fuck you.

[text]: Where are you?

[text]: I'm sick.

[text]: I love you.

[text]: I wish I could be with you right now.

[text]: I'm at your door.

[text]: Is that all you care about?

[text]: Please stop talking about her/him.

[text]: Just come over, watch a movie, and cuddle with me.

[text]: Don't even start.

[text]: Is that all I am to you?

[text]: Help me.

[text]: Wait, what happened?

[text]: I can't go to sleep because you're on my mind.

[text]: I miss you.

[text]: Good night.

[text]: Stop leaving me voicemails, I'm not going to forgive you.

[text]: Tell me you didn't forget.

[text]: I've had such a bad day.

[text]: Don't talk to me ever again.

[text]: I have nothing if I don't have you.

[text]: After all we've been through, you can't leave me... please.

[text]: Breaking up over a text? You've stooped that low?

[text]: Can you stop ignoring me for a second?

[text]: Sometimes I worry that you won't know how much.

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As soon as she hears a second pair of footsteps, Zoella halts in what she’s doing, instead listening to her surroundings. It’s normally at this moment in time that she’d turn with a scowl on her face and demand to know why the fuck they were there… but not this time. No, she only felt the urge to invite whoever it was inside, in the hopes she’d have some sort of company. Slowly, she slides down the ladder that led up to the little [tree]house, booted feet bashing lightly against the floor. An odd premise, a grown woman up there, she just hopes it’s not another snot-nosed kid trying to k-i-s-s in the god damn tree. “Show yourself–”

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【 gнσѕтιιѕм 】

Cold, Calculating, Cantankerous. The young woman stands in the doorway of the diner like she owns the place. Watching. Waiting… for what she’s not entirely sure But when she spots him, Mr, tall, dark and handsome, she suddenly knows what she’s been waiting for, someone to toy with, The supreme pushes flaxen locks from her face by tipping her had back slightly, only to stare straight at him, her voice soft, she began to sing lightly. “There is a house, in new Orleans…” perhaps he’d know what she was, who she was. In fact, she was hoping he did.

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