May 15, 2016
JUKEBOX!! ! ! ! !!
Send me “JUKEBOX” for 3-5 songs that remind me of our muses relationship. your muse
1. Never Come Down by Brave Shores
2. My Type by Saint Motel
3. Not Like Us by Superwalkers
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JUKEBOX!! ! ! ! !!
Send me “JUKEBOX” for 3-5 songs that remind me of our muses relationship. your muse
1. Never Come Down by Brave Shores
2. My Type by Saint Motel
3. Not Like Us by Superwalkers
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karavatsu replied to your post:What is this feeling? It was always right after...
he do?
he do
karavatsu replied to your post “��!!!!”
IM DYING? THIS IS CUTE AND SO IS UR ART
ooc: HAWTEWHSDJHDS THANK YOU!!!! \hides
K A T S U M I (letter memes)
k – kissed someone: I kissed my mum a few days ago on the cheeka – age: [CENSORED]t – time you woke up: 8:00ams – song last sang: chandlieru – underwear color: blackm – middle name: maria margaritai – in love with: myself
karavatsu replied to your post “was there a time you wished there was only one of us....”
sobs-sniffs......................................................... can i have money?
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[ Shoves what appropriately equals to $20 into his hand ] Get outta here.
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DAD!!! Osomatsu and ichimatsu keep calling me shitty!
Call em shitty back.
Hey dad can i-
No you can’t have any money.
What kind of world was this? What kind of world left a child suffering, bleeding like this? Aimi-chan didn’t deserve this. No child deserved this. Yet he’d gotten there before the ambulance, and was soon helping the little girl as best he could. Stay the cop. Stay the officer of the law. Don’t become the family member. But he had to be, he had to be both at once. She was technically his granddaughter. He’d held a towel down against the wound, keeping the pressure and the blood back as he whispered words of encouragement to her. That it’s going to be alright, that she can’t fall asleep, to keep squeezing his hand.
It was a blur when the paramedics finally arrived. He had to move away, clothes stained with blood and he watched as they quickly collected the child into the back of their ambulance and took off. Seemed the big wigs at Head Quarters had sent back up too, suddenly there were other officers everywhere. They needed eye witness accounts, they had to take photographs of everything, talk to everyone, and Katsumi found himself having to shed his blue jacket to hand it over as evidence since it had her blood on it. And his once pure white gloves, too.
Was there anyone else even around? He didn’t know, his mind was like a static television set. Someone had to go and alert Hiyori-san and Katamatsu-san of these events and he insisted. ‘But you’re family’ said one young punk who wasn’t even thirty years old. ‘That’s WHY it’s gotta be me’ he’d snapped back.
He couldn’t go to the hospital just yet. He had to call her parents...