“They waste all of their money on being evil, so no.”
“How awfully unproductive, but it’s really great that you helped even though you don’t have to. They’re lucky to have you.”
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“They waste all of their money on being evil, so no.”
“How awfully unproductive, but it’s really great that you helped even though you don’t have to. They’re lucky to have you.”
“Nothing makes the start of the summer like paying for your parents parole.”
“That certainly does sounds like something... Can’t they do it themselves?”
text || anyone
Troy: fair enough point, can't really argue with that
Emmeleigh: Good! Arguing never really solves much anyways... Unless it's for a good cause.
She is a paradox. She is faithful and yet detached. She is committed and yet relaxed. She loves everyone, and yet no one. She is sociable but also a loner. She is gentle and yet tough. She is passionate but can also be platonic. In short, she is predictable in her unpredictability…
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Was. It was your job. A job that you gave up the second you locked that door.”
“It still is. I’ve never stopped being your older sister Elsie--it was just... Hard after everything. I know I hurt you but that was never my intent.”
Willa nearly jumped out of her skin when she felt a hand on her shoulder, causing her panic to grow worse, but upon seeing that it was only Emmeleigh, Willa relaxed once more. “Hi Emme…” she whispered quietly, still trying to catch her breath.
Feeling the girl’s jolt Emmeleigh lifted her hand off of her and crossed her legs. Seeing Willa like this was not an uncommon fiasco but each time it caused her to feel such an intense need to make it better in any way that she could. To be sure to be there in someone else’s time of need. Smiling softly Emmeleigh spoke in a quiet voice, “Hey there girly... Do you want to talk about what's going on in that head of yours? Or do you prefer doing something else?”
“But I don’t hate myself. If you were listening to me at all, you would know I was just saying how I hate myself less than everyone else.”
“That’s still hate in the end. Unless you mean you actually love yourself and only like everyone else? That would be sweet.”
“Just admit it i’m right.”
“I don’t think it works like that?”
“I’m fine. I don’t need your help, or your sandwiches.”
“I know you don’t, but I can’t help it if I worry about you Elsie. It’s my job...”
With the last leap Willa landed not making a sound, as was the style of a true dancer, and took a deep breath. It hadn’t worked. For the first time dancing hadn’t worked and all she could do was bend over and let her insecurities get to her. All her fears rushed into her head and her chest and a sharp pain was felt all over.
Emmeleigh heard the the foreign sound against the floor; seemingly out of place in the otherwise elegant movement. From Willa’s expression something was wrong, very wrong. Taking a few tentative steps she walked closer to her crouching down to gently touch her shoulder.
“Emmeleigh, put me down.”
“Oh right, yeah I can do that. It was just an instinct that’s all. I don’t want you to get hurt... Are you eating enough though? I made you some sandwiches earlier today but I don't know if you got them?”
text || anyone
Troy: asking for a friend--
Troy: what height would you consider short for a guy...
Troy: not that it really matters, just wondering
Troy: for a friend
Emmeleigh: Well tell your friend that there is no such thing as short or tall! It's all just numbers and there's always going to be someone smaller.
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Andy: for anyone who doesn't have plans for the summer, I'll have you know I officially rented a huge beach house and if anyone wants to come for a week or whatever let me know
Andy: it'll be free
Emmeleigh: My that's so kind of you! I'm sure a lot of people will be super thankful...
Emmeleigh: Where is this mysterious beach house?
elsieroo:
“Hey—! Put me down!”
"O-Oh I'm sorry it's just I saw there was a spider right there and I just--I'm sorry."
It’s one of those nights where I can’t decide if I hate myself, or everyone else. I think my hatred for the world’s population has just spread to include myself. I’m still better than everyone else, don’t get me wrong.
“Well maybe that would explain why you hate yourself then?”
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