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๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐
โ๐๐ฐ๐ฅ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ตโ๐ด ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ณ๐ช๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ.. ๐โ๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฆ.โ
โ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐๐ด๐ต๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ผ๐ณ ๐ฎ ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ธ ๐ฝ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฒ๐๐.
๐ป๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ถ๐ช๐ช๐ผ๐ณอ๐ปอ๐ฐอ๐บอ๐ปอ. ๐ค retweeted
calling the doe eyed girl โmy dearโ (double meaning)
( marina mirrors the smile with the utmost amount of energy she can muster up before trying to dig into her own soupโs contents.. yeah, itโs still pretty bad, but he is right ! it does taste better than canned tuna. could be worse. )
mm.. it has a very.. earthy flavor.-
( without any input from her, her stomach churns and makes sound to reveal that her answer was going to be a certain โyesโ. )
.. think thatโs answer enough. i usually hate vegetable soup, but iโd take just about anything right now.
( marina finds it difficult to pull-
๐ป๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ถ๐ช๐ช๐ผ๐ณอ๐ปอ๐ฐอ๐บอ๐ปอ. ๐ค retweeted
to love me is to suffer me
( her footsteps closer halt knowing for certain heโs fine. some bruises are . . . to be expected, for a myriad of reasons at this rate. )
okay. good. not sure if we should get comfortable here for now or keep moving ..
( the words are more so to herself before she hears-
- the cramps comment and a silvery brow arches up. confused, then it clicks. looking at him surprised, but not negatively. obviously not negatively. more so in a special brand of awe. never been able to connect to somebody like that before if she didnโt misinterpret him . ah,-
( thereโs a malaise that stirs within her thatโs only natural with how this โ festival โ has its very structure. its foundation, and now the time theyโve spent engaging in unwillingly having to cooperate within it. even still, she canโt help but crinkle her nose up in disgust.-
- not with the blood, but with herself. it canโt be helped, so she moves on. eyes flitting to follow his gaze before guiding themselves right back onto his figure. )
are you hurt at all ?
( is he bloody ? is he bruised ? she takes a small step forward, ignoring the sound of-
hurt ? no.. no, itโsโ
( a sound she hasnโt expected to leave her exits before she can even process it. an airy, almost reedy laugh that has little humor as her hands flit down at the sanguine stain. )
itโs not mine .
โ @SOULOFCHANGE
Are you hurt ?
( his rasped voice cuts through the thick silence between them as tired, black eyes stare at the red staining her clothes. fingers begin to pick at his clothes. fidgeting. uncomfortable. /worried/.
he is already beginning to assume the worst. )
๐ป๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ถ๐ช๐ช๐ผ๐ณอ๐ปอ๐ฐอ๐บอ๐ปอ. ๐ค retweeted
dark wizerd trapped me in a labrinth but i solved it pretty fast i don't think i was spossed to saw him cryin on me way out
๐ป๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ถ๐ช๐ช๐ผ๐ณอ๐ปอ๐ฐอ๐บอ๐ปอ. ๐ค retweeted
ok this isnt as good but wtvz












