#scxtteredwishes

It must seem strange, but I do not have any friends in “the real world”. I wake up, do what I need to, and go to bed without any friendly company.

I am terrified of masks, facepaint, and sunglasses. Anything that obscures the eyes… but at the same time… it’s kinda kinky.

I wear open-toed shoes all year round like a dirty stinkin’ hippy.

I use six different kinds of soap for different places (and purposes) in the shower every day. I’m very meticulous.

Separated from the rest of the group-oh the young princess can just imagine George's worried face, she wanders the dark woods clutching the dagger Ovid had given her at an earlier date. Only for emergiences he said.

-“Are you sure? There is plenty enough to share,” Aurora said, raising an eyebrow as she watched the young man become flustered. Taking the blanket, she wrapped herself partly as to show him there was enough. Perched on the opposite side of the couch, she gestured to the spot next to her.

-“See? Plenty. Also, it’s freezing. Not only would we be sharing the blanket, we would also be sharing body warmth as well,” the pinkette said, stating the logical facts. Patting next to her, she tilted her head.

                   ✮·.·´¯`·.·✮ There was enough space to share indeed, yet the student couldn't accept the small distance between them, one fact that came all the more visible within his burning features the moment the female mentioned herself they would share body heat. Of course she probably didn't mean it like he thought, still he couldn't, thus shaking his head, he stayed on the edge of the couch.

[I am SO SORRY it took me this long to respond! I hope that didn’t encourage you from rping with me.]

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1. My muse has become mute. They are seeing yours for the first time since this happened.

He missed his voice.

Well, technically it could’ve been worse. He could’ve lost a leg or arm or even his life in that explosion, but didn’t. No, the explosion just destroyed his voicebox, leaving him mute. At least he still had his good looks.