#`hime

☂ for something my muse wants to protect.

     He never thought that there would be a day where he lost one of the people he adored and loved more than anything. It hurt. It always hurt. Losing those you cared deeply about, but if they were truly meant to be, they would always find their way back into your life. And L.Joe clung to that thought. He knew it was his fault so he never blamed her, but he hoped that one day, he could make things right again. That even if the word 'Goodbye' was said, it would only be momentary for those who were meant to be bound by fate. One day, he was certain, he would see her again. 

     Every day felt off after she left, like he was missing a part of him. It sounded dramatic -- and not in the romantic sense -- but it was true. He couldn't stop thinking about the memories they shared or all the fun they had or how happy she'd make him. He couldn't decide if it was a good thing or a bad thing, but he knew it was important. After all, what is a shadow without his light? They can't truly exist unless there is light in the world, and maybe he was missing that part of him. Being lit up but a bright, powerful light, like her, one who understood him better than most and stayed by his side even when he was at his worst, was something he took for granted and he was hoping it would come back to him. He didn't blame her for leaving in the end. Sometimes you leave the people you care about in order to help them become a better person. After all, some distance between close friends helps the relationship grow and strengthen, even if it feels terrible during the time in between.

     Walking through the busy streets by himself, L.Joe kept his eyes on the ground and his hands in the pocket and avoided everyone who came close to him. He left all his pets at home and didn't tell anyone where he was because he wanted some time alone. It wasn't exactly a cold afternoon, quite the opposite in fact, but to the shadow, it wasn't like he could feel the difference in temperature anyways. Shadows were quite cold in temperature, which is why people got shivers when they played tricks on people. (That and because they don't feel the sun, they can't really revel in the warmth.) He stopped at a stop light and waited for the tun signal, taking a moment to glance at it to see it's statuses. And that's when he saw her.

     It was the same soft, dark, long hair that lifted slightly in the soft breeze of a summer day, the same way she held herself in her walk that showed superiority and attitude, the same facial features and petite frame that he knew. He knew who she was and without a second thought, started chasing after her. He stopped a few cars and got honked at -- nearly even hit, but that didn't stop him. He followed her for a few blocks and had the feeling that she was purposely leading him away from people. Because the longer he followed her, the less people were around. And it angered him; it honestly pissed him off, because if she knew he was following her, why didn't she acknowledge his existence? Was she honestly that hard-headed to give him a second chance?

     He thought he had better control of his feelings and the hurt he felt with the past but it was all for naught as he finally caught up to her. L.Joe forced her to face him by spinning her around after grabbing he shoulders before slamming her frame into the nearest wall as a black mist rolled off his features. He growled lowly, his tone dark and threatening as he looked down on the female in his grip.

Dear Suzy,

     Have you ever met someone and things just... clicked? Like in a movie or a book, something cliche like that, and things just seemed to fit so well together that it would even put puzzles to shame? That even with your faults or ugly sides, someone could still accept you for all you are worth and be there by your side, time and time again, because they know their own worth as well and won't put someone down when they're well aware that no one is perfect despite subjective opinion? In all honesty, that's how I felt when we met and got close. When we first met on that day of fate, whenever that was, it was like I had found a long lost sibling.

     We got along so well, despite barely knowing each other like our other mutual friends and it was just an amazing feeling. No matter how much hell we'd raise, no matter how much teasing, jokes or pranks we pulled on each other or others, we would high five each other and snickers at the damage afterwards. If it got as bad as to leave a mark, we would always apologize and make-up for it, because thought we might be flawed, we've still got our humanity.

     Meeting you was a surprise. You were so protected by two strong brothers who wouldn't allow you to get hurt, so to be able to also shocked me. I never thought that we would have as much as common as we did or that we would come to bond over similar events in our lives. It wasn't slow. No, we became close almost instantly. Like best friends or siblings, it never mattered. All I know is that no matter what happens now, then or in the future, we'll find out way back to each other.

     Even if time passes and we lose each other in the sea of beings or if we fight hard enough to leave scars, we'll always cross the same paths and it'll be us both stronger and better before. With stories to tell our friends, pets and bratty little brats that we may, or may not, adopt or give birth to. (Hopefully not because can you imagine our brothers being uncles and taking care of a kid?! (They're kids themselves.--))

     We've both had our disagreements, faults and fights, but in all honesty, if it wasn't for that, our bond wouldn't be as strong as it is now. No matter what happened in the past, I can proudly say that I'll see you in the future, while having you in the present.

"What did I do now--"

Send “✆” for a morning text.

     { Text to: Spoiled Brat } If you don’t get up in 0.5seconds I’ll eat the doughnuts I just bought you. ^_____^

Send “✉” for a text that wasn’t sent.

     { Text to: Spoiled Brat } do yu do naught y thin s w donu ts

Send “☎” for a rushed text.

     { Text to: Spoiled Brat } AOBRT MISSION

Send “⁇” for a drunk text.

     { Text to: Spoiled Brat } SU ZY IM STUCK IN THE WLL AGAN

Send “✿” for a suggestive text.

     { Text to: Spoiled Brat } I’d glaze you like a old fashioned doughnut.

Send “ø” for a late night text.

     { Text to: Spoiled Brat } Be a good baby sister and bail your brothers out of jail, yeah? ^__________________^

Send “✘” for a hateful text.

"Umma," she whined, instantly, "Why are you SO demanding?" She folded her arms, "I don’t wanna clean and I have more than one bedroom, bye."

Send ✆ for morning texts

< Text ; Donut Feed Her > SUZY WAKE UP. < Text ; Donut Feed Her > SUZY< Text ; Donut Feed Her > SUZY< Text ; Donut Feed Her > SUZY< Text ; Donut Feed Her > SUZY< Text ; Donut Feed Her > SUZY< Text ; Donut Feed Her > SUZY< Text ; Donut Feed Her > SUZY< Text ; Donut Feed Her > SUZY< Text ; Donut Feed Her > SUZY< Text ; Donut Feed Her > GET YOUR SLEEPY ASS UP OR I’M NOT FEEDNG YOU< Text ; Donut Feed Her > AND IT WON’R BE ON ME WHEN YOU’RE LATTE< Text ; Donut Feed Her > SUZY< Text ; Donut Feed Her > SUZ< Text ; Donut Feed Her > SYZU< Text ; Donut Feed Her > … gdi< Text ; Donut Feed Her > pls wake up ):

Send ✉ for a text that wasn’t sent

< Text ; Donut Feed Her > do you like burnt donuts

Send ☎ for a rushed text

< Text ; Donut Feed Her > 1700 @ Jelly Studio 

Send ☏ for a loving text

< Text ; Donut Feed Her > I made something for you, princess. ♡ It should be on the table when you get home. ♡♡♡

Send ⁇ for a drunk text

< Text ; Donut Feed Her > SZUIYUYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY YYYYYYYYYYYUZUZ UUZUZUZUZZ ZYZYZYZ ZUZUZU ZOZOZOZO ZOOZOOO ZOOOO Z OZOZOZALALALLALSKSA

Send ø for a late night text

< Text ; Donut Feed Her > MULAN OR NEMO. WHICH IS BETTER FOR CARAMEL POPCORN AND LATE NIGHT CUDDLES.

Send ✘ for a hateful text