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"So it goes"

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Matilda hurried down the dozens of corridors, trying her best to find room 206. She’s manage to get used to walking and running and had decided to try and find her friends, starting with Noah. As she made her way to the second floor, she looked at the room numbers on each…

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Matilda smiles brightly as the door opened, her eyes lighting up when she saw Noah standing in the doorway. “Surprise!” She chirped, spreading her arms out for a hug.

It had to be the drugs. He was either tripping the fck out, or another sisterlike child had come rom his past. So no words come out, and no movements were made.

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Beautiful.

I just do not believe in beauty.

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So you don’t find me beautiful?

Dark, yet ethereal. Perfection hidden in madness and shrouded by a dark past. That is what Noah Grump, truly thought of Kennie Boggs.

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Reuniting // Matilda & Noah

Matilda hurried down the dozens of corridors, trying her best to find room 206. She’s manage to get used to walking and running and had decided to try and find her friends, starting with Noah. As she made her way to the second floor, she looked at the room numbers on each door. Finally, finding room 206, she knocked excitedly on the door, waiting anxiously to see if Noah was in.

Tired movements and a grumbled sound. In nothing but a tee and boxers. Cold feet move across his floor, and cold fingertips open the door. Only to be found with a familiar face "Matilda?" This has to be the drugs

#c #this was out of nowhere

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Beautiful.

No such thing.

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C’mon, Grump. Do you not find yourself attractive?

I just do not believe in beauty.

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Beautiful.

No such thing.

Playlist: The promise of freedom

001: Que Cera - Wax Tailor 002: Daydream in Blue - I Monster 003: 5/4 - Gorillaz 004: Sugar we're going down - Fall Out Boy 005: Come as you are - Nirvana 006: Seven Light Years - RJD2 007: Jesus of Suburbia - Greenday 008: To Binge - Gorillaz

#ng #m #s #t #p #a

Dark chuckles don’t keep your smile hidden. Blue eyes flash with something, before turning cld. “Too late for that it seems”

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"If I were to carry feelings for anybody, they would not be for you, Grump." He flicks the cigarette at the other boy, making a whole in his shirt. "Are we clear?"

"Wicked angel" a soft soft sft whisper, is it even said? Warm lips pull away from others, and feet begin to walk away.

A chuckle and a shove, it’s soft enough to keep the bond, “You carry feelings for me”. The observation is silent as you light what once was his cigarette. Smoke fills your lungs rather than envelops you. You prefer being suffocated.

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Kennie steps back, breaking the bond. He snatches the cigarette back and takes a long drag, blowing the smoke in Noah’s face. “I don’t do feelings.”

Dark chuckles don't keep your smile hidden. Blue eyes flash with something, before turning cld. "Too late for that it seems"

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Just One Yesterday (feat. Foxes)

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Oh, I want to teach you a lesson in the worst kind of way Still I’d trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday (I know I’m bad news) For just one yesterday (I saved it all for you) For just one yesterday

"Why?" The everlasting question. The curiosity of Noah Grump.

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He lets out a soft chuckle against the other’s lips. “The same reason as always.” He runs his hands down Noah’s chest until he reaches the waistline of his pants. “I want something from you.” He tugs on it a little.

A chuckle and a shove, it's soft enough to keep the bond, "You carry feelings for me". The observation is silent as you light what once was his cigarette. Smoke fills your lungs rather than envelops you. You prefer being suffocated.

"Tell me". A demand or a request? The cigarette is plucked from his lips, by your own hands.

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He sighs, missing his cigarette but liking its replacement. “I knew you would turn back into a boy.” He doesn’t pull away completely. “And, as a boy myself, I had been wanting to do that for a while.”

"Why?" The everlasting question. The curiosity of Noah Grump.

The flurry of sparkles and flashes of light stop your answer, but it does not stop you from continuing “There is something else, tell me”

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Kennie stares at the boy for a moment, debating whether or not to tell him more like he has been instructed. He takes out a cigarette and brings it up to his own lips. “Light me up?”

"Tell me". A demand or a request? The cigarette is plucked from his lips, by your own hands.

Passionate Poison || Noah and Beckett ||

A rare smile. Nicole is slightly insulted” small laughs and bitten lips “But Noah honestly prefers Noah over Nicole as well”

"Beckett prefers Noah too," he smiles, and rests his head on the boy’s shoulder. "You, Grump, seem better than yesterday."

The light had shown in your eyes before the mention of yesterday. Choked words. Stopped by the thick syrup of your thoughts. Before something warms and melts it "You never said it back"

Lips. Soft against your own, rough against your mind. So pull away, a question suffocated by curiosity “Why did you kiss back?”

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A question. A hard one, for some mysterious reason. Kennie himself doesn’t entirely know the answer to it. He thinks for a moment. “I didn’t want to be rude.” Not the whole truth, yet true nonetheless.

The flurry of sparkles and flashes of light stop your answer, but it does not stop you from continuing "There is something else, tell me"

Passionate Poison || Noah and Beckett ||

About to answer, but interruptions are inevitable. A flurry of sparkles. A few bright flashes of light. And there you stand “Time seems to wish to be kind now”

His attention is earned back in a matter of seconds. Now Beckett is up and has his arms wrapped around the boy in a hug. “I, Beckett, prefer Noah over Nicole.”

A rare smile. Nicole is slightly insulted" small laughs and bitten lips "But Noah honestly prefers Noah over Nicole as well"

Passionate Poison || Noah and Beckett ||

"Sixty minutes" Truth "Time may be good to us again, once more"

A sad, sad, laugh. “Time is not good towards anyone.”

About to answer, but interruptions are inevitable. A flurry of sparkles. A few bright flashes of light. And there you stand "Time seems to wish to be kind now"

Passionate Poison || Noah and Beckett ||

An uncaring shrug “Maybe an hour more”

He stays, sitting on the edge of the bed and drumming on his knees. “How long is an hour?”

"Sixty minutes" Truth "Time may be good to us again, once more"

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