#festyr

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I'm the lonely twin, the left hand (If I pick it up when I know that it's broken Do I put it back?) I don't want this isolation

I'm the lonely twin, the left hand Reset myself and get back on track 

I cant remember how to anatomy the rest so this is fine.  I just wanted to give a rough sketch of an updated Festyr. 

She likely would come slinking out of an alley somewhere, bottle in hand and a smug smile on her face. Eyes clouded with something that could only be from the booze that continued to meet her stomach. She wouldn’t even had bought a drink from the bar, she brought her own bottle and was just there to be there. Hemoanons were always friends so why wouldn’t she slink up beside him? Besides his face was nice. “Hey, what’s a pretty face like yours doing in a place this dangerous?” She always did like the reckless ones.