Nov 23, 2017
@scionsshield Phillip what the actual fuck.
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@scionsshield Phillip what the actual fuck.
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scionsshield replied to your post: “Monaka loves all her friends! Daimon-kun,...
“Don’t forget ‘Phillip’!” Include him.
“...Since when are we friends?”
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"Why would you want to, though?" lol
“...Because I like Jataro-oniichan. He’s really nice, and he likes to draw with me.”
While he's here, though, Phillip will casually throw Jataro in the dumpsters outside of the school. >////< A beautiful friendship!!
…SO, it looks like he’s stuck here now. He can’t get out no matter what he does.
THANKS, Phillip.
scionsshield replied to your post:
No, fight him. Do it. Murder the slightly older child.
@crossxskulled you heard it here, Ryuji. You can fight the slightly older child.
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'Cause you are my medicine When you're close to me
He's a wonderful ass with a wonderful ass.
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From a distance she spots a boy standing alone. Although his back is turned, she recognizes him immediately. Fair skin, light hair, wearing the uniform in which she saw him last. She reaches out to him, fingers inches away from his shoulder but she retracts it before she touches him, hands moving to clasp themselves at her chest. She has no right to touch him. Memories of what she did to him, though rushed and forced were still unforgivable. A pang of guilt slips under her skin. He shouldn’t be here. It was all her fault. She didn’t want to do it, but it happened nonetheless.
“...Phillip?” her voice barely a whisper, cracks with emotion. A shaky breath escapes her lips, “...I’m--I’m so, so, sorry.”
She had no right to speak to him, or even offer apologies for what she did-- how does one even begin to apologize for something like that? For taking a life. But she was ready. Ready for any cutting words or remarks he might have for her. She knows that there’s nothing she could do to atone for her sin against him.