Towers

"Once we were made like towers. Everything could've been ours, but you left it too late now my heart feels nothing at all."

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likeambrosia:

Alright, the level 2 room is much better than level 1 but I really feel Level 3 would be more me.  So who wants to help me earn some points?

I would volunteer, but I have plans today. Good luck.

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submissivecare:

Thanksgiving was a strange holiday. 

How so?

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Lennon: just disrespectful brats who can't handle speaking to a Dominant with some class. We're done here.

Elizabeth: More than fine by me. Don't let the door hit you where the good Lord split you! 😘

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Lennon: how exactly am I being an asshole? Which is cursing - just in case that wasn't clear

Elizabeth: Explaining it isn't worth it. Oh my fucking god. Yes, I am aware that asshole is a curse word, but I am an adult and I can say such words because there is no law preventing me from doing so. Are you like this with every person who accidentally texts you or am I just the unlucky victim?

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Lennon: you can call it entitlement if you want. I prefer to call it respect and good manners.

Elizabeth: You can be both of those things without being an arrogant asshole.

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Lennon: certainly not how it seems, considering you've had an attitude throughout the entirety of the conversation thus far

Elizabeth: I just have a problem with people who have an air of entitlement.

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Zane: Who is this?

elizabeth: ...who is /this/?

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Lennon: you have a real problem with your mark, don't you?

Elizabeth: No, actually, I don't.

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Lennon: pleasure. I'm Lennon, but we'll stick with Sir

Elizabeth: Yeah, sure.

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Lennon: I can't be blamed for how you read something

Lennon: what's your name?

Elizabeth: That's fair, I guess.

Elizabeth: My name is Elizabeth.

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Lennon: how is it condescending? It was a very normal compliment in our society

Elizabeth: That's just how it came across when I was reading it.

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Lennon: you are. Let's see that it continues

Lennon: there's a good girl

Elizabeth: You could be a little less condescending.

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Lennon: can you? Then prove it

Lennon: it absolutely matters because I'm a Dominant and I asked you what your designation is

Elizabeth: I think I currently am.

Elizabeth: ...Yes. I am a submissive.

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Lennon: certainly don't sound grown. You sound like an immature child who can't carry a conversation without cursing. Are you a submissive?

Elizabeth: Texting isn't exactly a formal conversation, so it doesn't really matter what language I use. And for the record, I can have a conversation without cursing.

Elizabeth: I don't think that really matters.

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Lennon: I care. Because you're not going to speak to me like that. So why don't you drop the cussing, hmm?

Elizabeth: Excuse you. I am a grown ass woman and I can say fuck if and when I please.

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Text: Just a bit sad today. A drink will cheer me up. I'm Callum

elizabeth: okay, well as long as you don't bring it up, i suppose it'll be fine. I'm Elizabeth.

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Lennon: I'm pretty sure you've got the wrong number, dear. Considering I don't think I know you

elizabeth: who fucking cares? a drink's a drink.