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     the stone radiated cold here. sansa brushed her fingertips along the wall of the carved corridor, savoring the iciness that permeated her fingertips. her footsteps were quiet; it didn’t matter. it was silent underneath the red keep. nobody had followed her, yet she hurried as though she was somewhere she wasn’t supposed to be. joffrey had never forbidden her from wandering the keep, though if he knew she was looking for an escape -or even a way to end her life, were the situation to become so dire, providing her bravery didn’t abandon her- he surely would. 

     so absorbed in her thoughts, listening to her own footfalls on the stone, sansa hardly noticed a blue light glowing before her until she was nearly on top of it. she slowed. turning around would have been a wise choice, but her curiosity won out. sansa peeked around a corner, and saw a man before her. one she had never seen before, she was quite sure of it. 

I MISSED U HI

      There was only guest currently staying at the motel. She had this suspicion that he wasn’t someone that she should be keeping here, he looked familiar to her for some reason. Either way though, she was going to have to find a way to afford help for her son and the recent trip to the institution had rattled her. What it came down to was that she could not turn down the money. 

[SMS] You’re short on diapers, wipes, bibs and formula. Is being a mother a mere hobby to you? You do understand the importance of a sanitized home, do you? Speaking of which, where are you? Get home. Now.

       The first hour missing, Jane had taken her one year old rugrat to purchase the infinite stream of necessities that little humans use up and waste like its their mastered vocation. More than a hundred dollars down the drain and she had intended on turning back home. Really, she had. But after her phone had buzzed with that smart ass laced text message, laundering around town had suddenly appeared a more lucrative option. Now, more than several hours afterwards, Jane stumbles back home, teensy Pinkman Jr. situated on her hip, plastic bags hanging from the crook of her slender arms, and an unlit cigarette hanging loosely from between her pale digits. 

my baby

disfigxred replied to your post

((I love Mike SO MUCH))

i made his blog the second i finished breaking bad haha 8')) I MISS HIM i didn't get to play him too much because the community wasn't very active at the time but i really do miss playing him

camillelafaye replied to your post

did i come too late in the game to meet mike

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