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❝ are you trying to tell me how to live my life ? ❞ he’s unimpressed , the way his lips straighten into a line and his brow furrows . 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 . but he tries to brush it off , rolls his eyes and shifts his position in the chair .
❝ i know what i’m doing . ❞ @moranument
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❯ @moranument LIKED FOR A STARTER.
For the past twenty or so minutes, Ambrosia could tell that Sebastian’s thoughts were drifting elsewhere... he clearly wasn’t listening to her pearls of wisdom, and so she had reverted to alternative methods in gaining his attention –– met with strained and noncommittal replies. ‘ Right. I’m glad you agree. I also think that dying my hair and going topless during class will both benefit and enrich my lifestyle. ’ She heaved a sigh, leaning over and tapping his head with a pen –– softly. ‘ Sebaaaasttiaaaan, stop ignoring me. What’s wrong, Casanova? ’
a simple text, one of which ryan impatiently wrote, fingers DRUMMING a tune into the counter of his loft, other hand flying over his phone so that he could send a quick text.
[ s.m. --- text ]: I’ve got some uneaten cheese and unopened wine. if you’re not at my house in the next thirty minutes, i’m going to drink it all myself and probably call you to drunkenly serenade you. ;) i miss you. xo
@moranument ♥ !
the only piece of chris’ ensemble apparently suitable for the outdoors is his trusty leather jacket. the boots were a joke gift from his best friend josie, lined with faux fur and technically considered slippers, the two-years-old jumper hugs a frame that was a fraction as thick when he bought it, and yes --- plain as they may be, his pants are part of a pajama set.
of course he recognizes someone. he’s not certain it goes both ways, but the man’s been looking, hasn’t he?
‘ sebastian. ’ he sounds dejected. ‘ don’t you look --- fucking grand. ’
@moranument.
“ i’m not that accustomed to the cold. ” she could perhaps do without her breath being visible in the chill around her, though that doesn’t stop the way her eyes shine as they take in the crowded streets. “ but it is lovely out. thank you for taking the time to show me around. ” / @moranument ; x
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BRUISED 'N BATTERED. IT'S THREE AM, & SHE'S AT HIS DOORSTEP. A weakened few knocks on his front door, before she would pull her arm back and clutch it around herself. Her left hand was pressed to her lower stomach, keeping pressure on a small slit. Her head was dizzy, and Bianca had the terrible taste of iron in her mouth. She knew it was late, and he probably wasn’t even going to hear her - but he was her only hope. Bianca blinked a few times once the door opened before her, and she was met with a sharp light from the inside, it sent a little shiver down her spine. ❝ I--- I didn’t know where else to go. ❞
*┊ I.D. ⟩ @moranument. -- x.
❛ what’s yer poison, friend? ❜ one leather clad arm leans upon the bar top, red tainted gaze taking in the man before him. he’s no cop but his presence exudes something just as dangerous. / @moranument
❝ I’VE NEVER BEEN fond of GUNS. they’re unreliable. loud. ❞ a pause, as a deliberated sip is taken from her coffee. ❝ but that’s just ME. ❞
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