Rem.

There's a thousand voices in my head.
I just hope it doesn't take a rope around my neck to put them all to rest.
I wanna feel love, I wanna feel love again.

[Rem. @BrutishSolutide]

I guess you never really know yourself.

Because I've never been the kind to ask for help.

I'm begging for this, I'm begging for this..

Alleviation from all of the ugly shit.

• Closed RP: @IsolatedAnguish
• Wolfstar AU
• 18+ / Mature Content

[Rem. @BrutishSolutide]

@IsolatedAnguish 》 a little bitch before I give him something to whine about, he can hold the line a bit longer. Swear to God, you really do know how to hire the worst fucks."

Radio silenced, the trail my eyes make over #Rion's body as he passes me is slow, damn near predatory.

[Rem. @BrutishSolutide]

'... death on arrival, we couldn't-'

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'... no visitors, under state arrest. You can't see-'

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'.. did everything we could, she-'

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'.. nowhere to be found, he just-'

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My life exists in these blips now. These gaps of memories and moments 》

[Rem. @BrutishSolutide]

@IsolatedAnguish 》 radio sounds of static as it comes to life, and I turn my back on #Rion with an aggrieved sigh as I hold his bus door open and bite the hand that demands me to get a move on with my own cutting remarks back through the radio.

"We're early yet. Tell #Malfoy to stop being 》

[Rem. @BrutishSolutide]

@IsolatedAnguish 》 to meet your fans.." My draw back out of his space is slow, and it's done with an easy pluck of his smoke, which I replace between my lips to finish off.

[Rem. @BrutishSolutide]

@IsolatedAnguish 》 know, that being attracted to red flags is a red flag in and of itself."

I'm a bad idea, but I'm definitely not a fucking moron. I don't need #Rion to remove the mask to know I'll be seeking him after.

"Time to gather your guys' shit on the van, if you still want 》

[Rem. @BrutishSolutide]

@IsolatedAnguish 》 memorizing the way this guy watches me.

[Rem. @BrutishSolutide]

@IsolatedAnguish 》 far out of my league.

"I'm single. Nothing worth being possessive over. Ask around, sure more than a handful will tell you I'm a walking red flag, admirer beware.. whathaveyou." Gesturing vaguely as I explain, I return to the smoke and squint against the sun to keep 》