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  “Another day, another sad reminder that almost all...

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Maeda’s quirk worked extremely oddly with Mochi; so even as he felt her hand grab his, he knew - somehow - that she would want him to pull upon whatever she was holding in her heart.

(Mochi could deeply love cats. He never asked.)

Send “✆” for a MORNING text.

[Maeda -> Zuki] I have had the worst night of sleep that I believe I have ever had.

[Maeda -> Zuki] It was as if the heavens themselves parted, cleaving the darkened sky in twain, and decreed;

[Maeda -> Zuki] “’lo, and so be it be said that we shall fuck with this one person’s sleep in particular.”

crazy had felt like an understatement. the perfect word is a phantom he cannot grasp with his own hands, almost as if whatever had unfolded before his eyes was it’s own definition. he stiffens at the memory, teeth detaining lower lip—- ❛  i suppose it has.  ❜    he manages to say it without a quiver in his voice, yet the strain is there. ❛  ua’s security has gone stronger than before. it’s almost scary. i wonder what they want from us…  ❜

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1. Which muse(s) is/are your favourite(s)? 

  “I’m here for cupcakes.”  The wetsuit is surprisingly adept at soaking up blood.  He wouldn’t use the same material for a bandaid, but it kept him from being rude and dripping on the floor.  “Ordered yesterday.”  He was a bit late to pick it up, seven in the morning rather than when they first opened at six.  But a fight had made it’s way to the harbor and he’d been dragged out before the sun had risen to help.  It had gone rather well, all things considered.  Until someone hadn’t counted properly in the dark and there were teeth in his leg before he’d been able to clamber back out.  It hadn’t ended well for the biter as despite being dizzy and immensely tired, Will still had good enough reflexes to kick.  “Sorry.”  He slides a bit upon entering, shuffling to the counter.  “Should be two dozen chocolate raspberry.”