ᅠᅠᵗᵘʳⁿ ᵗʰᵉ 𝐏͟𝐀͟𝐆͟𝐄͟ .ᅠ retweeted
i do not consider you to be truly alive. ergo, i will not be guilty of murder if i kill you.
For the record, I was trying to complain about my hip.
This is what happens when I don't go to sleep like I should.
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I managed to put together enough scratch 'n nab one o' those Digimon blind boxes going around.
. . . And I dropped it immediately.
Didn't break though.
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// too sleepy, too hollow inside rn, don’t think i’m gonna be the most receptive unless my brain cell decides it wants to work
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"Well, luckily for your worries, I'm pret~ty~ hard to put down . . ."
With no mercy spared on not being ominous, the Lacey usual. This time, it seems worse.
"I don't look for trouble I can't walk away from."
She slowly began to bob her cigarette up and down between her lips.
⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⸝⸝ 𝖞ou're dating a
⠀⠀⠀⠀ government employee ,
⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𖬺̲.̲ her brother's an ex
⠀⠀⠀⠀ cop . don't even ~ ⸝⸝
⠀ snickering , placing the cig
⠀ back into his lips after taking
⠀ a long breath .
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"That so ..? My, my, and me without proper drugs to play the proper part. Ho hum ..~"
She snickers against the end of her cigarette, clutching carefully with teeth and lips.
". . . Permit me to read between the lines : Is this your way of being worried about li'l 'ol me ?"
She parrots similarly, a long enough drag taken of her own smoke.
"Oh, no, I'm the prettiest little thing fresh out of Hell."
'Fresh out of' ..? Har-har-hardly that.
"I've just got my ugly /sides/, alas, I'm digressing."
"You know it. After dark's when all the ugly little things go bump in the night . . ."
She lulls her head towards a shoulder, slight hum following her every few syllables.
". . . And *ugly* makes way for the best stories."
"Oh, wouldn't be *me* if I didn't."
A hum, with half a sneer to pair. Devilish little grin, like she's been caught mid-crime and *loves* it.
Effortless. That's the way she draws a half-beaten pack from her pocket, tossed for the other to catch.
"Help yourself, Shino~no."
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⠀⠀⠀⠀ * @AUSSIDER
⠀⠀⠀⠀ oi , you got an
⠀⠀⠀⠀ extra one'a those .ᐣ
⠀ ( * leaning against the
⠀ wall with them , staring
⠀ at burning cigarette between
⠀ their lips . )
⠀
She's currently flipping through a book, dark in its cover and spine, though blank of any discernable cover text. Tired eyes scanning, and combing . . .
Curiosity ? Or perhaps is it boredom ?
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