lawrence

but don't forget my name

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forgedvictiims:

sadness clouded her features as she looked over at him, “no.” mallory had been one of the few to actually see the body, she wouldn’t have believed without the evidence. “i feel terrible. the fact that this happened while we all slept?” she paused, her voice cracking as she turned away from him, “we could’ve done something.”

he knew he liked her, for so many different reasons, but seeing this side of her was something else entirely. such a terrible thing had happened and her first thought was blame herself for not doing enough, even when it had zero to do with her. “this isn’t your fault mallory. if you were there.. you... you might’ve been hurt too.”

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@forgedvictiims | MALLORY

“Are -- are you okay?” the jock spoke in gentle shakes; worry plain on his face. He’d caught not even a glimpse of the horror at the front desk, yet he was a complete mess on the inside.

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forgedvictiims:

“the mountains?” she questioned lightly as she peered over at him with a laugh, that is until it dawned on her he hadn’t been listening. “you’re funny,” mallory commented before she focused onto the sound of the snow crunching beneath their feet, trying to act as though this wasn’t becoming awkward. 

he may have been clueless, and completely helpless in her presence, but he still picked up on her confusion. he’d really done it this time. “uh, sorry,” he stumbled over the single word. “long night last night. did you.. sleep okay?” 

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forgedvictiims:

“then what’re you waiting for,” caelan inquired before he broke into a laugh, “light one up.”

“no personal parties -- not this time. i’m saving my stash for tonight.”

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forgedvictiims:

“is that code that you’ve brought green.”

“not code, no -- but you’re damn right i did.”

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dcviliinme:

“What can I say, it takes a lot to look this good.”

“Whatever you say, man.”

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ohdcath:

“there’s hot people, booze, a fire place, and the gangs all here. why wouldn’t i have a positive attitude?”

“share some then. i’m feeling that not everyone’s in the same boat.”

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forgedvictiims:

“thankfully,” she murmured, focusing her gaze onto their surroundings as he avoided her. “at least the scenery is phenomenal,” mallory offered as a desperate conversation piece, “it almost makes the hypothermia worth it.”

“mhm,” he agreed, though he was hardly paying any attention -- as his focus was on his erratic breathing patterns. “mm?  oh, the mountains.. yeah.. they’re pretty cool.” 

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forgedvictiims:

“after the prank war a few years ago, no thanks ― i learned my lesson. you already unpack?”

“that’s good to know. and yeah -- i’m all set, bro. i didn’t bring much. just ready to chill.” 

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mvrder:

“i’m not going to let that happen.” she promised. “aww.” she teasing cooed, pouting at him. “would it freak you out if i told you this place used to be the ground of a mental asylum ?”

the football player gave an exaggerated shutter and shot darts at the little witch -- doing his best to keep a deadpanned expression. “yes it would, and i’m going to get you back for that.”

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mvrder:

“it’s too early to tell.” she admitted, thankful he had taken her words seriously, she doubted anyone else attending was going to. “but this whole area has a creepy history, it could be nothing.”

“keep me posted. i’m not about to let anything sneak up on me -- not today, not any day.” he gave a brisk nod. “i actively keep myself from researching shit like that. can’t handle.”

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emmi-carson:

“How can I be positive when I have no cell reception?”

“Unplug for two minutes. It’ll do you some good.”

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forgedvictiims:

“possibly, but that’d be pretty stupid of you, considering where you’re sleeping for the few weeks. it’d be a shame if you woke up in a snow bank.”

“you really want to start something?  ‘cause we can start something.”

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forgedvictiims:

“it’s hard to stay positive when i’m on the brink of freezing to death,” she responded with a short laugh before burying her face back into her mittens, “please tell me we’re almost there?”

“y-yeah, just about,” he said quietly, avoiding her gaze.  he didn’t know how he ended up being the one to walk mal up to the lodge, and he wasn’t necessarily complaining, but his nerves could just barely handle it. “five minutes, tops.”

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forgedvictiims:

“so did you have a negative attitude when making those jello-shots ― because they were jack.”

“ever think i might’ve just sabotaged yours?”

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mvrder:

“settle down ? we here to turn up.” she grinned. “but seriously, i hope you’re right, this has bad juju written all over it.”

her response was enough to make the young man chuckle. “settle the nerves. there’s no turning up without balancing out.” the mention of bad juju, however, got him looking at her with a cocked brow. “it’s not serious, is it?”

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mvrder:

“a positive attitude is useless if we can’t get this ski lift to work.”

“settle down, firecracker. we’ll get someone up here in no time.”