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You are good at something, stop lying to yourself. You’re good at breaking down comic book plots, cooking ramen perfectly, making your friends happy, knowing the time without looking at a clock, getting the perfect ending at RPG’s, or figuring out the twist ending to movies. Don’t let society tell you your talents are meaningless because they don’t serve an economical purpose. Your talents reflect your interests and passions, and what’s important to you is important.

                                       We’ve got  scars                                         from         battles                                        Ｎ Ｏ Ｂ Ｏ Ｄ Ｙ                                        w          o          n

{ C L O S E D }

"Well at first it was fun, we hung out, had all these philosophical conversations, but then he began beating me all the time. You don’t even want to know what we used as monopoly pieces." He rambled. "So where are we off to sugar plum?" He grinned while asking, slowing his pace to match hers. "Dinner’s probably not for a few hours, I don’t have anyone to kill, maim, or seriously injure. I am all yours for the evening." If it showed through the mask, he would have batted his eyelashes at her. He kept it in the back of his mind to check out that filter she mentioned though.

  Hazel hues trained on the masked man she opens her mouth to ask what exactly they used for Monopoly pieces but for her sake, she won't. On the contrary to the popular belief, she doesn't have anything interesting to do- and the only thing she has to offer is well, her house- or well, she doesn't really know. ❝I honestly, have no clue- I was on my home.❞ She looks up to him for a moment, brows raising before she rolls her eyes, the strawberry blonde is going to act like she didn't hear that.