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⠀their own pace quickened as the critters investigated their previous hiding place, eyes squeezing shut for just a moment as they ducked behind a child's bed. it's long since abandoned, still left unmade. there's dust all over the sheets.
⠀they're pressed against the +
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⠀+ opportunity, not wanting to suddenly just bolt for the room's apparent exit —- they didn't want to find out just how fast the giant cat could be.
⠀moving to their feet again, stepping with careful consideration, pleading silently for the floors to *not* make a sound.
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⠀〝 ...i liked it too, y'know. you being around. talking, staying up late with you... 〞 what are they trying to say? they don't know, they're not sure what they want to say.
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⠀they're staring at her, brows raised in surprise as they acknowledge the closeness of the two. their face is warm, they don't know what she's trying to say.
⠀( they do, but they're scared they've gotten it wrong. )
⠀a pause, they're thinking...
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...I didn't hate doing that, you know.
[ She hesitantly rests her head on their shoulder. ]
Even if it was just to be warm. I liked that.
[ She doesn't know how to say it. She doesn't know how to get the words "I love you" out of her mouth. ]
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⠀〝 ...yeah? 〞
⠀it was cold that night, they wanted to make sure she was at least comfortable while she slept.
⠀( they remember how warm their face had gotten while they stared at the ceiling with ’nessa asleep beside them. )
⠀〝 what about it? 〞
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⠀〝 oh, c'mon, totally the same thing. 〞
⠀a snicker, though they're knelt down to his height — they're sure to keep the open flame away from the toy. don't want the little dude accidentally going up in flames.
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it's NOT a necklace , it's a PENDANT .
which is a TOTALLY different thing .
* a small flinch from being poked. a small defensive scowl nearly forming , but disappearing as fast as it came .
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⠀〝 duh, 〞 they smile. it's warm. 〝 you did that last week, how could i forget about that? 〞
⠀they think it was last week, anyway. the days...the time in this place, they really don't know how long they've been down here. hours? maybe a day?
⠀a week?
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I just- I don't know. Just... thinking, a lot recently, and I think there's a lot I never got to say before we came down here.
[ She refers, of course, to Playtime. She shifts herself closer to them. ]
...Remember when I'd sneak into your room?
[ She lets out a half-laugh. ]
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⠀there's a gentle, yet firm squeeze on vanessa's hand. as if to remind her that they're here, of course she can tell them anything.
⠀〝 dude, 〞 they say instead, gently bumping her with their shoulder. 〝 what's on your mind? 〞
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[ Her hand is intertwined with @punkadventures's hand. ]
[ There's so much on her mind she can't say. Not that she doesn't want to, but she's almost scared to. ]
Frankie, I can tell you anything, right?
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⠀... ... snrk—!!
⠀〝 is your necklace seriously a dollar sign? 〞 they ask, grinning as they kneel down to poke at him.
⠀and they'll admit, the piercings are pretty cool —- but they're not saying a word about it to simon, not after that scare!
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th' name's Simon Smoke , and i'm the coolest critter around !
* moving slightly closer to the lighter so his pendant could shine more . what is up with him and that stupid yellow dollar sign ??
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⠀heart pounding in their chest — breath stifled as they held a hand over their mouth, they're certain that he can hear them. they're certain they're going to die down here like everyone else.
⠀daring a glimpse from where they hid, a few large boxes hiding their form.
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⠀he's looking for them, they know that. they don't know what to do. the fear makes them tremble, eyes wide as they scan their surroundings for a more secure hiding spot. preferably a hole they can crawl into and hide forever.
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