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@ask-the-goore
[A voice calls out from a foggy graveyard...]
Hi there. This is my... 2nd? 3rd? time being resurrected?.. I've lost count. All that really matters is that I'm living in some satanic ministry or chapel, whatever it's called, and I'm answering questions for anyone who asks.
Flirting and shit is fine, too.
I died at 20, not that it really matters much anymore, can't remember what my age would even be now...
character development: if there was a big plate/bowl of your character's favorite food in front of them, how fast are they eating it? do they get themselves sick from eating too fast?
// yeah so uh they technically are barely alive... and cant eat.. so... yeah no...
-J.K
*Things had been off recently, Mary didn't know how much time they had left. Considering their... situation. They couldn't do what they really wanted due to the uh... jaw.. thing.* *So there was a soft knock on the nursery door, an envelope slipped under the door. it was simple and plain, at least the outside was...* My dear Elizabeth, I'm sorry for the abruptness of this and it may be too forward of me but I don't know if ill ever see you again. I know it hasn't been too long since we met but ever since I saw you I knew I had to make a change. I knew I wanted to be a better person, someone you would be proud to love, not like how I was before and not like how I am now. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner and I'm sorry I wont be able to love you how I wanted, I guess ill live in your dreams forever?... I hope I do. I think you'll live in whats left of my soul forever. I'm sorry that I loved you, not soon enough. - With Love, Mary Goore. ( -@ask-the-goore )
*She read the note, more confused and angry than sad. Her head moved away from the paper, trying to take it in. She looked at the note intently for only a moment before speaking to herself.*
"Nuh-uh, no fucking way this is happening."
*The paper naturally crinkled in her tight grasp as she swung the door open, looking outside in every direction she could. A figure slugging along in the distance. Yeah okay fuck this guy.*
"Bitch ass motherfucker! You are not leaving with a note."
*Her loud voice echoed in the outside plaza, her pace was a speed walk, determined as she approached Mary. The note is crumpled in the middle, held in a tight fist. So much for trying to be discreet with a note..*
*Some of the older children peeked out of the open door at their caretaker with curiosity. They actively kept some younger kits from running outside after her.*
*They could feel eyes on them immediately, SHE WASNT MEANT TO BE THAT QUICK WITH IT OHGODDAMNIT. They immediately accepted their fate and tried to quickly type out their situation on their phone, not being able to speak really fucked them over here.*
*They turned to face her as quick as they physically could. Their whole body was covered, they smelled worse than when the two first met, a scarf haphazardly covering their neck and lower face.*
*"I Didn't want to juat leave without saying anything and before you say something this isnt my choice or anything i swear."*
*They showed their phone to her, they honestly couldn't really explain all of this.. they just wanted it to stop. They had started to turn their life around for once and now is when this shit happens?..*
Spawn of Pure Malevolence
Appreciation post for the other version of Mary Goore!
As of recent, Mary had been feeling... off.
for the longest while they weren't able to pinpoint exactly why, just an odd feeling along their whole body. One they hoped would fade with time just as everything did with them.
But it didn't.
They realized what it was once they woke up one day and saw that half their jaw was missing. They were rotting. The magic or whatever that kept them technically alive was fading, and there was no way they were going to be reserected again. They wouldn't survive it.
He didn't know what to do, who to ask for help, who to tell- after all he never questioned why he was brought back so many god damn times, he just was.
He wanted to get to the bottom of this.
This time, he would.
They covered up their body with borrowed clothes and whatever else they could find, sticking to typing on their phone and playing it out loud to speak, even writing it down in a note pad if it came down to it.
They went to the only person that could really give them answers, Frater Imperator. Sure Copia didnt like him all that much.. but it was their best shot, even if he was in the ministry hospital currently..
Mary quietly passed by many patients, searching for the room Frater was in, after seeing Mr. Psaltarian walk out of one of the rooms, he knew exactly where Frater was.
They 'snuck' in and... hesitated. What if Copia didnt have the answers they needed?.. what if they were just going to die?.. permanently this time... they didnt want to think about that. They actually had something to live for this time. They calmly typed out their situation, a 30 minute talk with Frater and.. He didnt have much.
Only that Mary would be able to access the security footage through the archives.
They had their next step now. All they had to do was find out who summoned them and figure out how to make things how they were before.. easy, right?.......right.
Hey…. Hey… Characters covered in blood, okay? You remember characters covered in blood?? You used to love characters covered in blood
*It was late in the afternoon, the kids were calm and doing their own thing or taking a nap. For once in a blood moon it was peaceful, a miracle on a day like this. At least half of the ministry staff had gotten the day off, the hallways quiet.. so quiet a pin could drop and be heard.*
*A soft knock on the nursery door rung out like a clock tower bell, a certain person waiting anxiously for the door to open, he hadn't done this in... well frankly hadn't done it at all. They were never one for relationships or actually caring for someone.. but.. he was trying to learn.*
*He was snapped out of his thoughts when the door opened, he held a few gifts, all handmade to the best of his ability- and a small bouquet, clearing their throat before speaking.*
"I uh.. I know its not much and im kinda.. late.. but would you.. want to be my valentine?.."
- @ask-the-goore
*She had been unapologetically napping on a recliner before she was awoken by the knock. Before opening the door, she had froze to listen for any movement of the resting ghouls kits.*
*She stood dumbfounded when she had opened the door. She couldn't seem to hide her somewhat frightened face, jaw going slack as she stared at Mary in the large doorway.*
"Um. Oh well. Unexpected- this is unexpected-"
*She fiddles with the hem of her nun outfit, averting her eyes from his gaze. She was very obviously NOT looking at them. She giggles nervously, instinctually stepping out of the way so he could come into the nursery.*
"Well..I don't see why not.. just- I don't- why? Why'd you make all that?"
*They stepped inside the nursery, was that a good reaction??? Bad?? They spoke what was on their mind, making sure they spoke a bit quieter as not to wake any of the kits.*
"Well.. our last uh.. hangout got cut short. I wanted to make up for that, you know?.. just.."
*Their mind went blank for a moment or two, they didnt expect a reaction like that. He didnt know what he expected to be honest. This was probably reasonable.. right???*
"Just wanted to i guess.. it.. Just didnt want you spending all day with the kids or kits.."
*He was even more nervous than before, he wasn't one to overthink but.. he absolutely was. He never was good at these type of things, his mind still deciding if he should just run away... again. Its not like he hadn't done it countless times before- could just die again and restart.. right? Right.*
*His eyes looked everywhere except her, trying to make that choice as quick as he could.*
*She itches her palm, following him inside and shutting the door with a thud. Her shoes click past them, her voice instinctively more hushed because she didn’t want to risk waking any of the children..*
"I mean..okay.. I- sure."
*She shrugs a little, timidly sitting back down on her recliner. She didn't prop it up but she leaned back on it, her eyes finally looking at his face.*
"I uh-.. yeah. I'll be your valentine."
*She smiles sheepishly, her eyes glancing down at the stuff he had in his hands. Her hands clasp together, eyes lighting up slightly despite how hard her heart was thudding in her chest.*
"..Whatcha got there?"
*He didnt sit down, practically overthinking every single thing he did at the moment. He felt mentally miles away from all this, his own mind telling him to run. To physically be miles away so this wouldnt happen again. But he didnt. He stayed...*
"Thats um.. thats great news."
*He hushed his tone just a bit, trying not to wake any of the children up. He smiled slightly as they explained everything they brought, handing them one by one to her as they explained.*
"I heard you liked yellow so.. I tried my best to stay on that theme. There's like- decorations and stuff that I thought you would like for the nursery or whatever.."
*There were in fact decorations, (and ofc chocolates) they looked to be straight out of a Pinterest board.. all cutesy and yellow, and a.. slip of paper?? Mary looked at their shoes, trying not to make that much eye contact as to not put on preassure to actually like the gifts.*
"I also had some help and got a proper phone.. so uh.. yeah.."
*She couldn't help but laugh as she listened to their nervous talking. The gifts eventually formed a small pile on her lap as she looked at all of them. Her smile only grew wider as she continued through the stuff.*
"I do like yellow! Thank you so much, Mary...this is so sweet."
*She grabbed the slip of paper, putting it on the arm of the chair to separate it from the stuff. She couldn't help but have a hunch about the person who helped them...just a sneaking suspicion..*
"Now I can actually call you when I'm busy so you don't need to break in!"
*She scoffed a laugh, her eyes still admiring each thing in rounds. She seemed giddy and she couldn't help that excited twinkle in her eye.*
"Do I wanna know what's on that paper?"
*They were mostly quiet as they watched, not really knowing what to say... it was a big moment for them. They didnt know how to feel or act- they were just glad the anxiety was going down.*
"Well i might still break in every now and then.. to keep you on ya toes."
*He smiled softly, he knew he couldn't offer much and wasnt that good of a person but.. he wanted to try to be better. For.. someone. Yeah, someone...*
"Its just my number! Nothing- weird or.. anything like that. I wouldnt do that to ya.."
*They may be a freak and inhuman but they are respectful.. at least now, years ago? Thats a different story. They stood proudly now, glad that she actually liked their gifts that they made, calling it a success in their mind.*
"I will uh.. leave you to it, if ya dont need help or anything..."
"Oh good...wouldn't want me getting too comfortable, right?"
*She giggled, amused by her own remark. She grabbed the slip of paper, putting it more neatly on the side table as to not lose it.*
*When they announced that they were going to take their leave, she couldn't help but look up at him confused.*
"Hey. You can't drop off all this stuff to me and just leave! I insist I make it up to you somehow."
*She crossed her arms with a huff, seeming to sink in the chair. She loved when people got stuff for her but the specific thought of not having anything to give in return makes her frustrated.*
"Like umm.. free access to the pantry? I could make something for you? I'm not sure what you could find in this place but...feel free to take anything but the kids themselves!" *She sat up slightly, her grin coming back.*
*They were about to walk away when the idea of repayment was brought up.. he couldn't store anything anywhere since he was technically dead and not a member of the ministry... And didn't need to eat due to some magic bs.. he was surprised that he could still feel tbh.*
"I couldn't- I.. don't eat and can't store anything or stuff like that.. I..."
*Their mind may have drifted a bit south for a moment.. it's not like they haven't been in a similar situation before.. and used a few unconventional ways to repay a few people (IN A GOOD WAY).. but they wouldn't ask that now, even in a satanic ministry.. it felt.. wrong especially now.*
"You're enough for me, honestly.. but would asking for a kiss be uh.. too forward?.. too soon?..."
*They would have taken food, having heard the 'rumors' of how good her baking was.. but they didn't want to risk dying again from some fucking cookies.*
*Her face went completely blank for a moment, her eyes widening slightly. She felt her heart leap in her chest; if she was in any other scenario, she'd think she was having a heart attack.*
"Oh! Well, um..."
*She takes all her gifts and puts them to the side, standing up timidly with her hands wringing together nervously. She takes a few steps toward them.*
"I...don't mind."
*Her smile turns sheepish as she cups one side of his face, her hand seemed to tremble slightly. A kiss on the lips was expected... but they felt the plush of her pursed lips on their cheek instead.*
"Are we even now?"
*She couldn't help but say something stupid as she pulled back slightly.*
*He was cold to the touch, similar to what a vampire would be like but.. seemingly worse. At least they didn't still smell. He simply smiled a bit more, he wasn't going to ever wash his face (not like he was doing that anyways..)"
"of course. But.. if you ever need me, you know what to call."
*Yes it was stupid and cheesy but their mind was going a million miles per minute, they wouldn't be surprised if their heart started beating again. He silently made his way out of the nursery, oh he would absolutely brag about this and would feel no god damn shame. Well.. at least to his wingman.*
100 posts!
// AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH
Amazing I need 900 more
- J.K
*It was late in the afternoon, the kids were calm and doing their own thing or taking a nap. For once in a blood moon it was peaceful, a miracle on a day like this. At least half of the ministry staff had gotten the day off, the hallways quiet.. so quiet a pin could drop and be heard.*
*A soft knock on the nursery door rung out like a clock tower bell, a certain person waiting anxiously for the door to open, he hadn't done this in... well frankly hadn't done it at all. They were never one for relationships or actually caring for someone.. but.. he was trying to learn.*
*He was snapped out of his thoughts when the door opened, he held a few gifts, all handmade to the best of his ability- and a small bouquet, clearing their throat before speaking.*
"I uh.. I know its not much and im kinda.. late.. but would you.. want to be my valentine?.."
- @ask-the-goore
*She had been unapologetically napping on a recliner before she was awoken by the knock. Before opening the door, she had froze to listen for any movement of the resting ghouls kits.*
*She stood dumbfounded when she had opened the door. She couldn't seem to hide her somewhat frightened face, jaw going slack as she stared at Mary in the large doorway.*
"Um. Oh well. Unexpected- this is unexpected-"
*She fiddles with the hem of her nun outfit, averting her eyes from his gaze. She was very obviously NOT looking at them. She giggles nervously, instinctually stepping out of the way so he could come into the nursery.*
"Well..I don't see why not.. just- I don't- why? Why'd you make all that?"
*They stepped inside the nursery, was that a good reaction??? Bad?? They spoke what was on their mind, making sure they spoke a bit quieter as not to wake any of the kits.*
"Well.. our last uh.. hangout got cut short. I wanted to make up for that, you know?.. just.."
*Their mind went blank for a moment or two, they didnt expect a reaction like that. He didnt know what he expected to be honest. This was probably reasonable.. right???*
"Just wanted to i guess.. it.. Just didnt want you spending all day with the kids or kits.."
*He was even more nervous than before, he wasn't one to overthink but.. he absolutely was. He never was good at these type of things, his mind still deciding if he should just run away... again. Its not like he hadn't done it countless times before- could just die again and restart.. right? Right.*
*His eyes looked everywhere except her, trying to make that choice as quick as he could.*
*She itches her palm, following him inside and shutting the door with a thud. Her shoes click past them, her voice instinctively more hushed because she didn’t want to risk waking any of the children..*
"I mean..okay.. I- sure."
*She shrugs a little, timidly sitting back down on her recliner. She didn't prop it up but she leaned back on it, her eyes finally looking at his face.*
"I uh-.. yeah. I'll be your valentine."
*She smiles sheepishly, her eyes glancing down at the stuff he had in his hands. Her hands clasp together, eyes lighting up slightly despite how hard her heart was thudding in her chest.*
"..Whatcha got there?"
*He didnt sit down, practically overthinking every single thing he did at the moment. He felt mentally miles away from all this, his own mind telling him to run. To physically be miles away so this wouldnt happen again. But he didnt. He stayed...*
"Thats um.. thats great news."
*He hushed his tone just a bit, trying not to wake any of the children up. He smiled slightly as they explained everything they brought, handing them one by one to her as they explained.*
"I heard you liked yellow so.. I tried my best to stay on that theme. There's like- decorations and stuff that I thought you would like for the nursery or whatever.."
*There were in fact decorations, (and ofc chocolates) they looked to be straight out of a Pinterest board.. all cutesy and yellow, and a.. slip of paper?? Mary looked at their shoes, trying not to make that much eye contact as to not put on preassure to actually like the gifts.*
"I also had some help and got a proper phone.. so uh.. yeah.."
*She couldn't help but laugh as she listened to their nervous talking. The gifts eventually formed a small pile on her lap as she looked at all of them. Her smile only grew wider as she continued through the stuff.*
"I do like yellow! Thank you so much, Mary...this is so sweet."
*She grabbed the slip of paper, putting it on the arm of the chair to separate it from the stuff. She couldn't help but have a hunch about the person who helped them...just a sneaking suspicion..*
"Now I can actually call you when I'm busy so you don't need to break in!"
*She scoffed a laugh, her eyes still admiring each thing in rounds. She seemed giddy and she couldn't help that excited twinkle in her eye.*
"Do I wanna know what's on that paper?"
*They were mostly quiet as they watched, not really knowing what to say... it was a big moment for them. They didnt know how to feel or act- they were just glad the anxiety was going down.*
"Well i might still break in every now and then.. to keep you on ya toes."
*He smiled softly, he knew he couldn't offer much and wasnt that good of a person but.. he wanted to try to be better. For.. someone. Yeah, someone...*
"Its just my number! Nothing- weird or.. anything like that. I wouldnt do that to ya.."
*They may be a freak and inhuman but they are respectful.. at least now, years ago? Thats a different story. They stood proudly now, glad that she actually liked their gifts that they made, calling it a success in their mind.*
"I will uh.. leave you to it, if ya dont need help or anything..."
"Oh good...wouldn't want me getting too comfortable, right?"
*She giggled, amused by her own remark. She grabbed the slip of paper, putting it more neatly on the side table as to not lose it.*
*When they announced that they were going to take their leave, she couldn't help but look up at him confused.*
"Hey. You can't drop off all this stuff to me and just leave! I insist I make it up to you somehow."
*She crossed her arms with a huff, seeming to sink in the chair. She loved when people got stuff for her but the specific thought of not having anything to give in return makes her frustrated.*
"Like umm.. free access to the pantry? I could make something for you? I'm not sure what you could find in this place but...feel free to take anything but the kids themselves!" *She sat up slightly, her grin coming back.*
*They were about to walk away when the idea of repayment was brought up.. he couldn't store anything anywhere since he was technically dead and not a member of the ministry... And didn't need to eat due to some magic bs.. he was surprised that he could still feel tbh.*
"I couldn't- I.. don't eat and can't store anything or stuff like that.. I..."
*Their mind may have drifted a bit south for a moment.. it's not like they haven't been in a similar situation before.. and used a few unconventional ways to repay a few people (IN A GOOD WAY).. but they wouldn't ask that now, even in a satanic ministry.. it felt.. wrong especially now.*
"You're enough for me, honestly.. but would asking for a kiss be uh.. too forward?.. too soon?..."
*They would have taken food, having heard the 'rumors' of how good her baking was.. but they didn't want to risk dying again from some fucking cookies.*
*It was late in the afternoon, the kids were calm and doing their own thing or taking a nap. For once in a blood moon it was peaceful, a miracle on a day like this. At least half of the ministry staff had gotten the day off, the hallways quiet.. so quiet a pin could drop and be heard.*
*A soft knock on the nursery door rung out like a clock tower bell, a certain person waiting anxiously for the door to open, he hadn't done this in... well frankly hadn't done it at all. They were never one for relationships or actually caring for someone.. but.. he was trying to learn.*
*He was snapped out of his thoughts when the door opened, he held a few gifts, all handmade to the best of his ability- and a small bouquet, clearing their throat before speaking.*
"I uh.. I know its not much and im kinda.. late.. but would you.. want to be my valentine?.."
- @ask-the-goore
*She had been unapologetically napping on a recliner before she was awoken by the knock. Before opening the door, she had froze to listen for any movement of the resting ghouls kits.*
*She stood dumbfounded when she had opened the door. She couldn't seem to hide her somewhat frightened face, jaw going slack as she stared at Mary in the large doorway.*
"Um. Oh well. Unexpected- this is unexpected-"
*She fiddles with the hem of her nun outfit, averting her eyes from his gaze. She was very obviously NOT looking at them. She giggles nervously, instinctually stepping out of the way so he could come into the nursery.*
"Well..I don't see why not.. just- I don't- why? Why'd you make all that?"
*They stepped inside the nursery, was that a good reaction??? Bad?? They spoke what was on their mind, making sure they spoke a bit quieter as not to wake any of the kits.*
"Well.. our last uh.. hangout got cut short. I wanted to make up for that, you know?.. just.."
*Their mind went blank for a moment or two, they didnt expect a reaction like that. He didnt know what he expected to be honest. This was probably reasonable.. right???*
"Just wanted to i guess.. it.. Just didnt want you spending all day with the kids or kits.."
*He was even more nervous than before, he wasn't one to overthink but.. he absolutely was. He never was good at these type of things, his mind still deciding if he should just run away... again. Its not like he hadn't done it countless times before- could just die again and restart.. right? Right.*
*His eyes looked everywhere except her, trying to make that choice as quick as he could.*
*She itches her palm, following him inside and shutting the door with a thud. Her shoes click past them, her voice instinctively more hushed because she didn’t want to risk waking any of the children..*
"I mean..okay.. I- sure."
*She shrugs a little, timidly sitting back down on her recliner. She didn't prop it up but she leaned back on it, her eyes finally looking at his face.*
"I uh-.. yeah. I'll be your valentine."
*She smiles sheepishly, her eyes glancing down at the stuff he had in his hands. Her hands clasp together, eyes lighting up slightly despite how hard her heart was thudding in her chest.*
"..Whatcha got there?"
*He didnt sit down, practically overthinking every single thing he did at the moment. He felt mentally miles away from all this, his own mind telling him to run. To physically be miles away so this wouldnt happen again. But he didnt. He stayed...*
"Thats um.. thats great news."
*He hushed his tone just a bit, trying not to wake any of the children up. He smiled slightly as they explained everything they brought, handing them one by one to her as they explained.*
"I heard you liked yellow so.. I tried my best to stay on that theme. There's like- decorations and stuff that I thought you would like for the nursery or whatever.."
*There were in fact decorations, (and ofc chocolates) they looked to be straight out of a Pinterest board.. all cutesy and yellow, and a.. slip of paper?? Mary looked at their shoes, trying not to make that much eye contact as to not put on preassure to actually like the gifts.*
"I also had some help and got a proper phone.. so uh.. yeah.."
*She couldn't help but laugh as she listened to their nervous talking. The gifts eventually formed a small pile on her lap as she looked at all of them. Her smile only grew wider as she continued through the stuff.*
"I do like yellow! Thank you so much, Mary...this is so sweet."
*She grabbed the slip of paper, putting it on the arm of the chair to separate it from the stuff. She couldn't help but have a hunch about the person who helped them...just a sneaking suspicion..*
"Now I can actually call you when I'm busy so you don't need to break in!"
*She scoffed a laugh, her eyes still admiring each thing in rounds. She seemed giddy and she couldn't help that excited twinkle in her eye.*
"Do I wanna know what's on that paper?"
*They were mostly quiet as they watched, not really knowing what to say... it was a big moment for them. They didnt know how to feel or act- they were just glad the anxiety was going down.*
"Well i might still break in every now and then.. to keep you on ya toes."
*He smiled softly, he knew he couldn't offer much and wasnt that good of a person but.. he wanted to try to be better. For.. someone. Yeah, someone...*
"Its just my number! Nothing- weird or.. anything like that. I wouldnt do that to ya.."
*They may be a freak and inhuman but they are respectful.. at least now, years ago? Thats a different story. They stood proudly now, glad that she actually liked their gifts that they made, calling it a success in their mind.*
"I will uh.. leave you to it, if ya dont need help or anything..."
*It was late in the afternoon, the kids were calm and doing their own thing or taking a nap. For once in a blood moon it was peaceful, a miracle on a day like this. At least half of the ministry staff had gotten the day off, the hallways quiet.. so quiet a pin could drop and be heard.*
*A soft knock on the nursery door rung out like a clock tower bell, a certain person waiting anxiously for the door to open, he hadn't done this in... well frankly hadn't done it at all. They were never one for relationships or actually caring for someone.. but.. he was trying to learn.*
*He was snapped out of his thoughts when the door opened, he held a few gifts, all handmade to the best of his ability- and a small bouquet, clearing their throat before speaking.*
"I uh.. I know its not much and im kinda.. late.. but would you.. want to be my valentine?.."
- @ask-the-goore
*She had been unapologetically napping on a recliner before she was awoken by the knock. Before opening the door, she had froze to listen for any movement of the resting ghouls kits.*
*She stood dumbfounded when she had opened the door. She couldn't seem to hide her somewhat frightened face, jaw going slack as she stared at Mary in the large doorway.*
"Um. Oh well. Unexpected- this is unexpected-"
*She fiddles with the hem of her nun outfit, averting her eyes from his gaze. She was very obviously NOT looking at them. She giggles nervously, instinctually stepping out of the way so he could come into the nursery.*
"Well..I don't see why not.. just- I don't- why? Why'd you make all that?"
*They stepped inside the nursery, was that a good reaction??? Bad?? They spoke what was on their mind, making sure they spoke a bit quieter as not to wake any of the kits.*
"Well.. our last uh.. hangout got cut short. I wanted to make up for that, you know?.. just.."
*Their mind went blank for a moment or two, they didnt expect a reaction like that. He didnt know what he expected to be honest. This was probably reasonable.. right???*
"Just wanted to i guess.. it.. Just didnt want you spending all day with the kids or kits.."
*He was even more nervous than before, he wasn't one to overthink but.. he absolutely was. He never was good at these type of things, his mind still deciding if he should just run away... again. Its not like he hadn't done it countless times before- could just die again and restart.. right? Right.*
*His eyes looked everywhere except her, trying to make that choice as quick as he could.*
*She itches her palm, following him inside and shutting the door with a thud. Her shoes click past them, her voice instinctively more hushed because she didn’t want to risk waking any of the children..*
"I mean..okay.. I- sure."
*She shrugs a little, timidly sitting back down on her recliner. She didn't prop it up but she leaned back on it, her eyes finally looking at his face.*
"I uh-.. yeah. I'll be your valentine."
*She smiles sheepishly, her eyes glancing down at the stuff he had in his hands. Her hands clasp together, eyes lighting up slightly despite how hard her heart was thudding in her chest.*
"..Whatcha got there?"
*He didnt sit down, practically overthinking every single thing he did at the moment. He felt mentally miles away from all this, his own mind telling him to run. To physically be miles away so this wouldnt happen again. But he didnt. He stayed...*
"Thats um.. thats great news."
*He hushed his tone just a bit, trying not to wake any of the children up. He smiled slightly as they explained everything they brought, handing them one by one to her as they explained.*
"I heard you liked yellow so.. I tried my best to stay on that theme. There's like- decorations and stuff that I thought you would like for the nursery or whatever.."
*There were in fact decorations, (and ofc chocolates) they looked to be straight out of a Pinterest board.. all cutesy and yellow, and a.. slip of paper?? Mary looked at their shoes, trying not to make that much eye contact as to not put on preassure to actually like the gifts.*
"I also had some help and got a proper phone.. so uh.. yeah.."
Youuuuu hate me and want me to dieeeee🙄🙄🙄
NO I DONT WHAT WHAT NO-
I mean...
No i would never....
I wouldnt want anyone else to suffer the fate I have....
i think everyone should be covered in blood more . for pervert vampire reasons
mary ... monday ... MARY MONDAY!!!
sneakily starts licking the paint off ur face
-totally not Angel
Its.. not painted anymore... its actually permanent.... so uh-
Mary Goore
except this is like ever so slightttlyyyyyy unfinished, but im lazy, and im good with it now, so its done!!!
I really need to find a coloring style I like
