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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ come on, you have the room. you and i both know it. just … cut me a break, yeah ? if you’re not willing to let me move in, let me stay here for a while. ❞
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ come on, you have the room. you and i both know it. just … cut me a break, yeah ? if you’re not willing to let me move in, let me stay here for a while. ❞
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of course we can be friends again just sign here
nothing nefarious about this at all
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KILL YOURSELF ‼️ i hate you you make me throw ip inmy mouth infinite 🐜📥 information here: your the ugly ducking. I HATE YOU “LESBO” ah youll never know who i am … becas e id kill you in real life
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At the Institute || @finlcyxwalsh
Her first tour, given by her wonderful friend, now over, Cyra takes some time to walk around the grounds herself, to get to know the place better. She pushes through a set of heavy double doors to reveal a library (one of several, according the facts she’d learned about the mansion.), and has to smile as she wanders inside. There, sitting at one of the sturdy-looking desks, was a familiar redhead: Finley Walsh. Apparently, you can’t take the girl out of the library, or the library out of the girl.
Gently, Cyra reaches over and places her hand on the desk, and takes the chair at the desk next to Finley, hoping to avoid startling her. “Finley,” She greets warmly, tilting her head. “I was hoping I’d find you here before too long.”
March 10th, 1998, after dark
Brotherhood holding facility
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“Punctual.” Sela greets warmly, pushing herself up off of the wall. “You’ve already got a leg up on most of the newer recruits we’ve gotten lately.” She adds with a small laugh, and folds her arms in front of her. Her features soften slightly, a rare showing of sympathy. “This is your first interrogation, isn’t it?”
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everything had been a horror show for a year now. the woman didn’t understand what was going on, she just needed to get out. she had already been paranoid but this brought it to a whole new level. looking back, she caught someone glancing at her, sticking out of place due to how calm they seemed amongst the chaos. she began to quicken her feet, looking back once more as they closed in only to feel something hit her across the head. knocked to the group, emmeline’s ears rung and her vision blurred but adrenaline still had a hold over her. as discombobulated as she was, emmeline pushed herself up and continued to run to the sidelines. looking back, the figure now blended in with the crowd but that was probably concussion. “it’s not safe here...” she looked towards a figure close to her. “there’s someone following me...” she couldn’t prove it and it was hardly the right time to be worried for herself when blood was being shed.
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finley was surprised by the new scent in the next door apartment. it always smelled human, until now. was it jonas? was it one of his daughters? there’s no way that it could be them. or at least that’s what she hoped. she knocked on his door, hoping to investigate —— and potentially aid, if needed.