#| antics

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Holy Trailblazin fuck, all that ELATION that Nihilux had in her trunk. Being a top of the line troublemaker meant she was rocking that the whole time?!

"No wonder why I haven't been feeling myself. Forget warm beds or forest floors, where's my sandy, sunkissed beaches to sleep on?"

For a moment, a real good moment of time, Thoma managed to breach unknown boundaries in order to perceive these very hopes.

Of Tem just hoping he fucking dies.

Is he surprised? Not really, somehow, a part of him always pictured the oddity of their bond would lead to chaos such as this.

IT SURE DIDN'T STOP THE DISBELIEVING LOOK FROM TURNING HER WAY.

"Is this.. Normally what you think about during the lunch hours?"

☠ - ”Hooo boy. that can’t exactly hit the effin’ public, or my pals for that matter. What in the hell was runnin’ in my head picking up all-a these edged out songs in middle school. You’d think I was pissed off for my whole life or something!

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“But hooooot-a damn I had some taste. The beats on these be rockin’ something different!” Enough to where he’s listening to them all over again.

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"What in the hell do these things take me for again? That damn cult of lonely space milfs will not be getting a damn thing from me, outside of a one of a kind fight that will be shaking the stars themselves."

"H E Y."

Oh no Caelus. This was far from over, your legendary deeds surely has formed ripples that rivaled the movement of cosmic peaches that always captured your eye.

In fact.

Maybe the good companions you've made along the way were becoming too goddamn honest.

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"OKAY WHO IN THE HELL ASKED YOU GUYS ANYWAYS! THIS IS WHAT WE CALL TRUE LIVING 'ROUND THESE PARTS!!"

Yes.

But no Caelus will not be explaining any further about this.