.@EtherealDoe « relied on for many ᴍᴏᴏɴs, to offer him the gratification of a successful segment of writing. It simply didn't feel right to ᴇxᴘʟᴏʀᴇ a »
.@EtherealDoe « Aʀᴄʜɪᴇ Aɴᴅʀᴇᴡs.
But now she is in his seat. He realized he'd been ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇᴍᴘʟᴀᴛɪɴɢ the situation for far too long at this point, but what »
.@EtherealDoe « sᴛʀᴀᴡʙᴇʀʀʏ ᴍɪʟᴋsʜᴀᴋᴇ.
Jᴜɢʜᴇᴀᴅ has always been aquainted with Bᴇᴛᴛʏ, for they shared but a single thing in common; the friendship of one »
.@EtherealDoe « padded booths.
Taking a sʜᴀʀᴘ stride to the left; simply out of habit to where he would normally reside, he was then taken ᴀʙᴀᴄᴋ. The »
.@EtherealDoe « strides into Pᴏᴘ·s. Many a nights Jᴜɢʜᴇᴀᴅ found himself inspired by the ɴᴇᴏɴ ʟɪɢʜᴛs, and ɴᴏsᴛᴀʟɢɪᴀ he recived by sitting in one of the »
.@EtherealDoe « strap of his backpack temporarily resting on one side, now ᴛᴇᴇᴛᴇʀɪɴɢ on the brink of slinking off his shoulder and onto his elbow - he »
.@EtherealDoe « golden boy, Jᴀsᴏɴ Bʟᴏssᴏᴍ, Jug ᴀssɪᴍɪʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ a fascination with the theatrics.
Hᴏɪsᴛɪɴɢ his laptop up under his arm; the single pullover »
.@EtherealDoe « what most would see as ғɪᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ, realistically portraying the town to which he lives; Rɪᴠᴇʀᴅᴀʟᴇ. Upon the ᴇɴɪɢᴍᴀᴛɪᴄ death of the town's »
.@EtherealDoe Aᴛᴍᴏsᴘʜᴇʀᴇ. A ᴄʀᴜᴄɪᴀʟ aspect when in the works of consructing any sᴛɪʀʀɪɴɢ piece of writing. Jᴜɢʜᴇᴀᴅ spent his time writing articles of »