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"okay but…how does one go about committing a crime? like- how detailed do you need to be?"

“for the record- every earth day i get my class to plant seeds in empty eggshells to take home and we go over plant care and the environment. ”

“Why do I always ruin everything?!” No matter how hard he tried, it would never be good enough!

[text] so can I borrow some money for an escape room?

Whispers. “I... just want to be useful. I don’t care what I have to do to make it happen.”

“So... what size strap-on should I get?”

“What does it mean to be an ‘Aries?’ I don’t know what a ‘zodiac sign’ is, but it sounds cultish.”

     “Go away. Please just go away.” She didn’t know it was possible to hurt so much in every way possible all at once and yet there she sat on a bench halfway between work and home. Her week had gone from bad to worse with her boyfriend skipping out on dates to finding out he was paying to see a streetwalker yesterday. Now she woke up to her kitten missing and then missed a step while trying to get off of a trolley on her way to work, sending her falling to the ground and hurting her ankle in the process.  The brunette had managed to get herself to a bench before bursting into tears and giving up on going to work at all; right now she didn’t care if they fired her.