May 17, 2016
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⁇ :-) //excuse my curiosity.
text meme
Send “⁇” for a drunk text.
↪ did you put liqro in the iced tea,? ↪ I cant find my hat
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-- “I’m moving out.”
The weather - half-melted snow with more pouring from the sky, slicking the roads with grey mush, and winds strong enough to throw a buffalo off course - deterred many regular visitors, making Gaara one of six kicking slush off their boots and unraveling the scarves from their necks as they shuffled in through the front gate. The process to check them in takes twenty minutes, in which he fights off a headache as a child whines about the vending machine dispensing the wrong kind of candy. At home, Taro has parked himself in front of the television for some cartoon marathon; he hopes the kid hasn’t started a fire or jumped out a window or whatever unattended children tend to do.
His seat is cold. There is no thermostat on the wall, but Gaara guesses they keep the temperature no higher than sixty. To keep them on edge, he thinks. Still sporting the tiny marks dotting his inner elbow and arms as a reminder of days not far passed, Gaara doesn't need any more reason to be on edge while surrounded by a dozen armed police offers and prison guards.
Kankuro doesn't look comfortable, either - his thin jumpsuit with the coat they'd allowed, handcuffs biting into his wrists. What weight he's lost has been gained back in pure muscle, this shackled lion, this muzzled beast; he tries to imagine his broad, calloused hands in a vice around another man's neck, squeezing until his lips are blue and the jaw falls slack, but he cannot.
-- “How are you doing?”
-- "Why would anyone assume you use your puppets in such a dangerous manner?"
-- "He just left."
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