#sacrificialoath

Who are you again? ║ I feel awkward around you ║ I want to be your friend so bad but I don’t know what to say ║ I wish you would just go away ║ I think you’re pretty cool ║ I don’t know you personally but I see you on the dashboard a lot ║ I only know your name and nothing else about you║ We hooked up once or twice ║ I never want to speak to you again ║ I wish you’d leave me alone ║ I want to go on a date with you ║ I like you  ║ I love you ║ I loathe you ║ Ugh you again ║ I’m indifferent to you ║ You’re very hot  ║ I want to marry you ║ You’re cute ║ You are my baby ║ I want your baby ║ You are my bae ║ You’re my favorite ║ I’m in love with you ║ I’m in like with you ║ I want your baby ║ I wish we could spend more time together ║ I want to hang out with you more ║ I admire you ║ Maybe we could hang out sometime? ║ I’d like to get to know you better ║ I’m secretly in love with you ║ I want to give things another try with us ║ You’re someone I look up to ║ I want to give us a try ║ You seem very nice ║ You’re pretty popular ║ I’m envious of you ║ I’m worried about you ║ You piss me off ║ I consider us friends ║ I consider us buddies ║ I consider us acquaintances ║ I consider us family ║ I’d fuck you ║ I want that ass ║ I want to raise up a pet together ║ I want to have your kids ║ I want to be your fuck buddy ║ I want to kill you ♥ ║ You get on my nerves ║ I want you to stop talking to me ║ I hope we can be friends for a long time ║ I hope we can be together forever

♛:Do you like group projects?

no, not really. i always end up taking charge of the groups, making sure everything is in order, everyone knows their part, and everyone is doing their work. however, there’s always that one person who doesn’t put in enough effort and i get really peeved. most group projects now aren’t graded together, but more individually, but there have been some that were graded as a group and boy was i upset when my grade lowered because of someone. i don’t force people to do their work, just gentle reminders; however, if they complain they got a lower grade than i, then i tell them straight forward, this is school, this is a job, i understand you have a lot of other things going on, so do the rest of us, don’t use that as an excuse. do the work, and expect to get the grade that your work reflects. so to save me from being grumpy about other people, i like to work on my own, ahaha.

ಲ:Headphones or earbuds?

earbuds most definitely, headphones are too clunky for me. also ear buds are easier to use during work outs so i’ve gotten used to them.

✗:Walks on the beach or in a forest?

hm, good question. both, i suppose. i happen to live near the beach quite often, so i end up visiting the beach a lot more than the forests. though, when i used to live in big sur, i used to wander the forests a lot with my mom and go hiking and see the sights. i really enjoy being out in nature.

≘:Have you ever watched the sun rise?

[Meme]

1: What are you wearing?

Clothes. pink camo shorts, white half-shirt, and my trusty blue robe!! why ask

8: OTP?

For HxH, KuraNeon or FeiKaru, tbh!!

31: Last book you read?

I think it was Claws by Will Weaver. I distinctly remember fawning over that book when I read it a few weeks ago.

47: Favorite chat up line?

Omg hi Ari~!

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     ▶ Annie was supposed to meet Armin directly after the job was done-- kill the fuckin’ ginger and her friends, but she missed two. Thanks to that, she was on foot, running from the cops. Her lips held to a scowl as she made her get away through alleys and abondoned buildings. One little screw up-- the first of their damned career. With a soft exhale of air, the small blond clutched hold of a pipe to swing herself up into the window of the room of their meeting. Icy eyes raised up to meet his. ◀

                ◣ | “Armin-- We might have a problem.” | ◥

    ▶ Nextly, Annie stood up striaght from her crouching position, a blood-soaked hand touching to her hip as she glanced over her shoulder. The warm liquid had mostly dried in some places-- crusting over; in others it was clung to her skin by the cotton tank and pants. A platter landed on her collar even. It was such a messy kill. “I had a bit of a run in with the cops, I think I’ve lost ‘em but I can’t be sure ‘f it,” she added for clarification; raising her clean hand to brush her bangs back. There was a thin layer of sweat covering her body-- cargo pants and a tank top weren’t the best choice for the job, but she had been almost sure she had it down. Unfortunatly, she was wrong. ◀

    ▶ Five years-- it had been about that long since she and the taller blond found their knack for crime. They had stolen a computer; the reports since were dropped and labeled as misplaced by the police. The first kill was a year later-- but they would take the bodied far out and burn them to nothing, much to afraid to leave a body at all. Time progressed their skil and they were untracable still; dubbed, ‘The Phantom Killer’ by law enforcement. A lay low for safety was broken for the job. ◀

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“Um… Gunther.”