@gotabat what's worth loosing 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨? 𝙮𝙤𝙪.
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@gotabat what's worth loosing 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨? 𝙮𝙤𝙪.

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Brow cocks inquisitively, however she's too exhausted from the daily battle of contemplating intoxication verses sobriety ( thankfully the ladder won today ) to question his wording tonight. ❝ I'm not one to argue over sleeping arrangements. ❞ An awkward pause followed, running over a verity of sentences to follow before she settled on a more fitting request. ❝ Would you show me where your room is? ━━━━ It's been a long time. ❞ Aaron 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘚𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 this rather spacious home, but she wanted to buy more time with him. That maybe the familiar surroundings would comfort him enough to open up to her. It had become clear to the necromancer something seriously strange was going on. ( Human strange of course. ) A lonely staircase filled with photographs of a small boy lined the wall. Aaron smirked, catching glimpse of the child ━━ who had grown so beautifully into the man before her. An elongated hallway lead to the blue tone bedroom, it looked exactly as she remembered. Aaron entered the room, twisting to take in the sight she knew too well. ❝ I believe your father has left it just the way you liked it. ❞ She exhaled, plopping her slim frame on the bed. Bending down to begin to unlace her boots. Shifting enough to free her feet, sitting Indian style on his mattress. ❝ 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎...𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎. ❞ The blonde pointed out.
❝ The ghost riders. ❞ Aaron smiled softly, ❝ Thought I really lost you than. We were lucky to have 𝙇𝙮𝙙𝙞𝙖. ❞ A swallow followed, it tasted pretty bitter in her throat. The air grew thick, awkward even. ❝ I'm sorry I wasn't in tune enough with my magical abilities to find you sooner, by the way. I've gotten a lot stronger. ❞ She mentioned, beginning to peel her jacket from her shoulders. Only to drape to fabric across his desk chair. She attempted to steer the subject back on their job. ❝ Should I try conjuring our victim? ❞
My head is 𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 & my heart feels like a 𝔤𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔱. I 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜, 'cause I'm still so far from home. 𝙲𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 & 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝙙𝙞𝙚. Promise me you'll 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦.