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— [ ✞ ] ❝She was broken because she loved too much, and she was blind to the fact that love too is sometimes broken.❞ AnyFandom. OC. Unclaimed. — #Enticer.

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— [ ✞ ] ❝She has an eye that could speak, though her tongue was quiet.❞ Any fandom OC. Seeking SLs. #Enticer — #RT?

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||: I’ve forgot about this account, lmao. I’m trying to get into RP again so someone hmu.

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@TheSmallOnePLL ||: No problem! Thank you as well! :)

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[@DaphanePerkins] but this was something that she had to do. (9/9)

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[@DaphanePerkins] She stuttered, her hands starting to sweat and her heart beginning to race. She dreaded talking to other people, (8/9)

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[@DaphanePerkins] brims as she parted her lips to begin to speak.

"Uh.. Um... H-hi? I'm, uh, Cinnamon.. I saw the... The flyers." (7/9)

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[@DaphanePerkins] the hotel, she opened the doors and walked to the lady that was sitting at the desk. A genuine smile tugged at her (6/9)

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[@DaphanePerkins] for her. Throwing on a decent outfit, she made her way out the door and down the street.

Eventually making it to (5/9)

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[@DaphanePerkins]

Earlier that day, Cinnamon saw a few flyers that a hotel was needing some people to hire. Cinnamon knew this was (4/9)

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[@DaphanePerkins] herself. What she really needed was a job so she could eventually get her own house, or at least pay rent. (3/9)

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[@DaphanePerkins] for awhile and she didn't want to bug them anymore. They had done so much for her as she couldn't do much for (2/9)

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[@DaphanePerkins] It was about time for Cinnamon to start getting on her feet again. She had been staying with someone as a guest (1/9)

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[@ArdentRascal] — nervousness. "Pl-please... I'm sorry.."

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[@ArdentRascal] — he'd kill her. Her eyes started tearing up and a deep frown appeared on her forehead. Her hands started shaking out of —

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[@ArdentRascal] — onto the end of the couch and curled up the most she could. She thought that he was mad at her for some reason and that —

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[@ArdentRascal] — sudden change of attitude and the dark veins underneath his eyes made Cinnamon quickly let go of his hand. She backed up —

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[@ArdentRascal] — being left alone in the room.

When Nicholas mentioned that he was hungry, Cinnamon just stared up at him. Noticing the —

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[@ArdentRascal] — off to tell her what he was doing. A blanket and food sounded really good. But, Cinnamon wasn't sure if she could handle —

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[@ArdentRascal] — in the room. A frown formed as she squeezed his hand tightly. "Wh-where are you-" She started to ask before he cut her —

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[@ArdentRascal] — Sitting back up, she quickly reached out for his hand without thinking a bit. She didn't want him to leave her all alone —