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     there’s an eerie tension that formulates throughout the air that surrounds his lankier frame as cars c o n t i n u a l l y pass where he stands. both palms are hidden in his pockets, camera fastened tightly across his chest as whimsy pieces of brunette curls seemingly fall from his bun. he’s waiting for arya at a shell gas station, someone he’s known since the first grade & she’s definitely running late. in fact, it’s no surprise to him, except for the fact that he needs to be at this specific spot right when the sunsets. micah has been doing this for a while now, traveling around san antonio & also a bit outside in search of terrifying photography & video evidence of the paranormal. his last partner on this journey had moved recently, & now arya stated she was up for the challenge. now, all she needs to do, is get there.

               R E H A B ----- a form of torture in ingrid’s glossy look on the world, hazed over with years of torment & addiction. she DESPISES the way it forces her to confront her unwritten demons while also, essentially, thrusting her into an unfamiliar dimension filled to the brim with other empty faces & damaged lives with broken backstories. today, she’s meant to go to a group therapy session, just like the day before that & the day before that. however, this morning, she’s decided not to attend due to the fact that she finds it U T T E R L Y stupid & idiotic. after all, she finds much more comfort in being completely alone & isolated, it’s the only time she has a moment to think F U L L Y.

TRINITY: hey TRINITY: ur snapchat popped up cuz i have ur # TRINITY: is this weird lol? 

nico: it's actually beginning to feel like paradise.