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The Past, The Present, and The Future walked into a bar. it was tense

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@falsefatale​  LIKED for a small starter / ASHER FORRESTER

     Mᴀʀᴄᴜs ᴅɪᴅɴ·ᴛ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏʟɪᴅᴀʏ sᴇᴀsᴏɴ . Memories of things that were lost , that could never be returned . Plus , it was all a Capitalistic cash grab anyway .Fingers jammed into his pockets as he turned to Harley . “ Let’s get fucked up . I can’t cope with one more Christmas light sober .”

         ❝     whaaaaaaaaaaaat    ?    ❞  guilt is plastered on freckled features in the form of a grin, brows furrowed.   ❝     i    would    never .    ❞   it’s an untruth she’d allow, among many that had slipped past her lips. so maybe she had been making horse noises ---- so what? she’d been idling, waiting for something, ANYTHING, to happen for what felt like hours, and nothing had happened yet. can’t blame a girl for trying to keep herself busy    !

            CRIMSON STAINS A ONCE FRESH VISAGE,  wesley tastes iron in his gums and leans back, fingers pressing his nose closed. he’d been punched, but really, he’d deserved it. if anything, there were few moments that wesley didn’t deserve a good punch. a voice is heard much before it was registered, and his free hand comes up to bat away the sunlight as he holds it up to cover his eyes. wesley squints up at harley from his sprawled sitting position on the ground, look of disbelief quickly replaced by a cheerful, bloody grin.