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โ €โˆ— ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ด๐š๐™ด ๐™ธ๐š‚ แดบแดผ ๐Ÿฉธ โ €โ €โ € ๐™ผ๐™พ๐™ฝ๐š‚๐šƒ๐™ด๐š แดธแดต แดทแดฑ ๐™ผ๐™ด.โ €โ €
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huuuufffff. fine. ๐Ÿ™„ depends, how cheesy are you willing to get?
hm? i think this app likeโ€”broke. anyway, about those costumesโ€ฆ anything specific youโ€™ve got in mind?
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. . . do you not want me to meet your family?
trust me, love, most of my family doesnโ€™t do fun. my younger sisterโ€™s an exception, one that i wonโ€™t sacrifice a whole day of traveling for. rightโ€”we can still do that. new york will have a costume party at every corner. *๐Ÿฅฐ
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what do you mean? a party sounds like fun ! we can wear a couples costumeโ€” not that weโ€™re a couple, butโ€” you know. . . ( ๐Ÿ˜ฌ )
mhm. my familyโ€™s hosting it. itโ€™s okay, though. iโ€™m sure we can find something better around here. *๐Ÿ™‚โ€โ†•๏ธ
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she could feel ๐’”๐’๐’Ž๐’†๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆโ€” a presence. eyes darted around her, settling on that bench.
sitting on a bench in town watching people walk past her , she kept herself ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ.
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she is gone. she will no longer talk, no longer laugh, cry, or get angry.
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@๐ฆ๐š๐๐ฌ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž posted .แŸ โ€˜ date night !! โ€™
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the more she looked at it, the more she noticed how truly familiar it was. the similarities were uncanny, her own features reflecting her, only far moreโ€” ethereal maybe? her cheeks were hot, a sweet warmth filling her chest inexplicably. she turned toward him slowly, +
He could spend an ungodly amount of time on a single piece, if he truly put his heart and soul into it. It wasnโ€™t unlike him, as long as he had good muse for it. Having somebody else in this space seemed somewhat strange, but she was different. She always had been. +
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+ a smile bloomed across her features, a soft, nervous chuckle escaping her. โ€œitโ€™sโ€” uh, really pretty.โ€ dark eyes finally meet his, a brow lifting. โ€œwhat was your inspiration?โ€ she asked coyly.
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is that supposed to scare her? because sheโ€™d take that chance. she isnโ€™t some scripture thumperโ€” or whatever. his beliefs are his own, even if they are incorrect.
Sheโ€™d be / lucky / not to catch him โ€˜ strolling โ€˜ around during a full moon. Who knows what would happen, if there paths just happen to cross? Unlike the witch : Silas cared little for the gods which was made obvious by his sneering grimace.
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eyes lift toward the other, her visage warm as she grinds up the herbs. โ€œall for you,โ€ she tells her, an amused glint in her eyes. โ€œarenโ€™t you lucky?โ€ sheโ€™s setting her mortar and pestle down, reaching for a little pin. โ€œand how do we feel about adding a +
sliding her heels off at the door, she follows the brunetteโ€™s voiceโ€”โ€”soft smile bracing her features once she comes into the kitchen. dark hues immediately take in everything laid out. this was mabelโ€™s element, though she was never too +
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oh, he was surely full of himself. and while she usually found that sort of delusion annoying and repulsive, she couldnโ€™t quite help the way it almost charmed her. dark eyes lift to hold his gaze as he approached, straightening in her seat, hands propping herself up on +
แ…  โ€œ Funny ? .แฃ โ€ He repeats ๏น feigning total innocence while mischief dances in his eyes . โ€œ Me ? Iโ€™m completely serious . Itโ€™s a tragedy * Youโ€™re โคฆ แ… 
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+ either side of her as she leans closer. her head tilts, teeth sinking into her bottom lip to hide that smile, unwilling to give him the satisfaction. โ€œoh, how tragic,โ€ she teased, her voice low. โ€œsurely youโ€™ll have to remind me how entertaining your company is. +
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+ seriously, how have I survived without it?โ€ full lips press into a playful little pout, unable to help but taunt. little brat she was.
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