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AN * ORIGINAL CHARACTER ,
𝑨𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝑽𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐍 ———
CRAFTED FOR #SSTRP. AN ACTOR.
; POSSIBLE ❪ MATURE ❫ THEMES.
MULTI-SHIP. MDNI. WRITTEN BY
ONEIRIC.
╰┈➤ TEMPORAL PINNED : blair graves , booking agent for sixty seconds trance 💄🍾📖 crafted for the #SSTRP / #SSTVERSE / dead dove . multi ship . penned by briar *ೃ༄
through messy curls. he always had that apathetic look unless he were laughing, or being truly genuine. her words caused curiosity, eyeing her still.
“thoughtful 𖤠”
her fingers stopped their tapping, eyeing her with his wide blue eyes. he’d be lying if he had said he didn’t see the switch in her once obvious affection ——now it’s just wasn’t there. and if it was, it definitely wasn’t obvious.
he sat up straight, a hand lifting to run +
⠀ she doesn’t even hint a smile, lips just quiver and she takes her gaze off of him. some years ago, such visage was full with love for him. now it’s simply empty. 〝 i wish. 〞 jokingly muttered.
taken out of his gaze by her voice, lips turning up into a boyish grin ⎯⎯⎯ hand laying flat on the surface to stop the tapping. “looking at a pretty girl.”
eyes squinting as they made
contact with hers, continuing
his tapping while taking notice
of her bouncing leg. head tilt
⎯⎯⎯ blinking a few times.
“are you high .ᐣ”
looking up from his phone as the
guy approached ——making eye
contact that lasted for about five
seconds before a hand reached
into his jacket pocket, pulling out
a quarter.
“uh, here you go.” reaching his hand
out towards him to offer the coin.
i forget the reasons, but i loved you once, remember? maybe in this season, drunk and sentimental, i’m willing to admit a part of me, crazed and kamikaze, ripe for anarchy, loves still.
don’t you understand? we have seen both the worst and best parts of each other. our souls are intertwined. you are a decaying corpse and i’m the maggots digging into your skin, feeding off your rotting flesh.