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mxrchen
“Ko-to-ri-chaaaaan!~” Each syllable of her name was annunciated as the brunette shuffled into her room, soon flopping across her stomach for no reason other than wanting to be a pain. “You’re sleeping way too much, Kotori-chan, it’s time ta wake up!”
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No words are spoken as the being steps close to the other; hand outstretches, holding umbrella forward to protect the individual from pattering rain. Though in doing so leaves own figure unprotected from the weather, the Dragoness seems to care little. Not a single complaint is vocalized; eyes don't even flutter, and instead does one choose to give a smile as warm as the sun itself and a slight cant of onyx crown before finally allowing words to slip forth into frigid air.
❝YOU WILL catch a cold out in the rain. Please, allow me to walk you somewhere warm so you won’t get soaked.❞
mxrchen
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”Are YOU stupid?!”
- Rosalia Esposti
mxrchen
“Get the hell down from there! This isn’t a playground you know, those spikes can still hurt you!”
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“Mrs. Tammy. Abigail is the one who broke the squirt bottle.”
six word story { hakim/cleo ouo }
we’re lying in bed. she’s lying. always. always. always lying. sweet, sweet, articulated lies fabricated by those sinful lips that had touched his skin && marked his soul with all her lies.
lies && lies that she was only his. that no one else could compare. but he could tell a lie the minute those glossed up words fall into the tiny space between their raw lips abused from too much kissing.
he knew a lie because oh, oh how he spun his own lies. lies how she was all she needed && no one else could compare. but they’re both lying. both playing this game where they dance around one another because the truth was never a part of their relationship. they were lying in bed. && they were both lying.
