Be careful -- We bite..

I’m a lazy motherfucker

My muse is lost

Your reply was too good and I have no fucking idea what to do

Tumblr’s being a douche and I didn’t see you replied

NOT Reasons Why I Haven’t Replied

I hate you

I’m ignoring you on purpose

With a sigh, Hunter made his way down the road, smiling happily and oddly to himself. Like he usually did. After awhile, he heard crying. Frowning a little, he turned his head. Trying to figure out where the crying was coming from.

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The party of the year, you gotta be there. Hemlock High’s halls buzzed with these phrases. The word had been out for just under a week and everyone was invited. It was a sure thing that schools in other cities not far had heard about it as well. Everyone in Hemlock Grove knew that the Godfrey’s had a special gift for parties. Or maybe it was just the planners. Not this one. It was all done by Shelly and the Godfrey’s house keepers; she picked the decorations, they put them up.

The Godfrey heiress sat in a bedroom that could pass for a large apartment. The room contained very few things; a bed, a large dresser, a vanity and a few chairs. Music played at a mild tone while she quietly finished some homework. The party wasn’t to start for another half hour or so and she was bored. As she finished her homework, Shelly decided to go check things were all right.

Simple things decorated the mansion. Balloons, streamers and even plastic confetti riddled the floor. Walking into the large kitchen, she found an array of drinks. Pouring herself a glass of bourbon, she threw it back quickly and swallowed as if it were water. Afterwards, she just went to open the front door, letting people know to just come in. The last thing she made sure of was that the dj was in the back yard, ready to play and she was.

Hatchet more than Hunter, but Hatchet had always been the one to find more interest in things than Hunter. That is, until Hunter found out how fascinating this thing and or person, his brother found so much interest in.

Should they go? They wondered. They had the option of going to the party or causing trouble in town. Mhm. Best choose the party. There they could cause trouble and have fun. Yeah. Sounded like them. So they two boys got themselves ready, dressing in matching outfits. Well, they matched, apart from Hatchet's clothes seemed a little two baggy for Hunter's liking and Hunter had decided to paint his face a little. Not to much. Just a bit of eyeliner to match his painted nails and then they set off.

savinggrey started following you

Am I to observe two males or mayhap one and my eyes are simply removing themselves of working order? I am The Countess and you are?

"Your eyes are not playing tricks, there really are two of us, miss. We're the Grey twins. It's nice to meet'ya, Countess.", the twins spoke in tandem. Not really realizing they were, seeing as that's how they usually talked. "I'm Hatchet.", added; the younger, who really wasn't Hatchet, but instead, Hunter. "...and this is Hunter.", he finished.

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