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forty three people still follow this blog and it’s been inactive for nearly a year
for this type of feeling. Independent original character. Read pages before interaction.
Once again, I'm here now!
for this type of feeling. Independent original character. Read pages before interaction.
OKAY SO.
This blog isn't doing much for me anymore. I'll be moving to a whole different blog, starting new with Angel. This URL will be changed, so, to find me, just use angesansailes again.
I'm going to be doing some serious searching for this muse.
And award for a terrible mun goes to Jarvis.
[text: Angelface] tell me the thing [text: Angelface] i’m finally awake i think maybe [text: Angelface] i like funny stories
[text: Nicks]: ugh i forget now i shouldn't have fallen asleep [text: Nicks]: but i'm sure it'll come to me again y'know [text: Nicks]: glad you're awake though, have plans for today?
enchante
— It was all Danny could do to contain his excitement at seeing Angel again. Ever since they’d met at the film festival, he hadn’t been able to get them off his mind. They’d had such a nice time together, and exchanged numbers of course so they could plan another time to meet. As he walked down the block towards the cafe, he passed the time by counting cars that went by next to him. He was having an awfully hard time focusing, a bit drowsy and over-medicated but he was determined to get there without incident. He didn’t exactly want to let Angel know how drugged up he was but it would probably show just a little anyway.
He swayed a little as he walked, occasionally tripping over nothing. The prescription medications he was taking (and abusing) were giving him unwanted side effects, but at the same time they made him feel better than he had in years. He was certainly dizzy but at least his mood was stable and although he was sleepy he still felt mentally energized. He tripped through the door of the cafe, spotting Angel sitting there and then sitting down across from them. “Hello, Angel!” he said. "Sorry I’m late. I had to walk the whole way."
In the last few months, Angel hadn't had much to exactly look forward to. Mostly, the time had consisted of helping Amy with her wedding plans, and deal with the most unfortunate man who was to become their brother in law. Angel tried their best to get along with Vince, but nothing worked. And Amy wondered why Angel wasn't too thrilled when they received the wedding invitation in the mail. But now, they had a date...maybe. Was it a date? Angel wouldn't ask. But, secretly, they'd refer to meeting Daniel at this cafe as a date. Like----a friend-date. Whatever that was. They sure hoped it was worth the two hours they spent getting themselves ready this morning. It took a while before they found a look that suited the occasion. Once they reached the café, they noticed they were early, so they sat down, and began to wait.
Angel kept checking the time, and they felt as if it was moving slower than usual. They pulled out their phone, plugged in their earbuds and indulged themselves in the sweet sounds of a waltz and Peter Murphy's voice singing about classic gentlemen, the wind of prostitution and how he will always exist. No matter how many songs Angel actually had on their phone, they always listened to the same ones. It was nearing one o'clock now, the time that they and Daniel had chosen to meet. The bell on the door chimed, and Angel glanced up from their phone to see the smiling face of their friend, who then sat across from them. "I was afraid you weren't coming," they joked, wrapping their earbuds around their phone, tucking it in the purse on the table. "You're not late. It's 1:05. Anyway," they folded their hands on the table, smiling at Daniel, who looked equally as put together as they tried to be, "it's wonderful to see you again!"
So...apparently everyone and their mothers are getting anon hate tonight and I ---- ?
I dare you to flirt with my muse.
。.⋆:*☽~ pale ~☾*:⋆.。
© Dave Brown
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So now when you do Alt + Reblog, the reblog symbol turns green, "explodes" and then disappears.
I THOUGHT THIS WAS KIDDING SOGMLASG
HOLY SHIT
((Fuck, I’m on mobile))
If you your on mobile you can just hold the reblog button down
-happy Jarvis noises-
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