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Reblog if you will answer LITERALLY ANY anon questions.
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"Are you sure you want to ask that? Are you sure?”
None the less, she begins her little tale of broken mirrors and angry blondes and bad hair and nearly falling down a flight of stairs and then toppling over into the street and barely missing a car that would have totally squashed her into a pancake.
"And all I wanted was to fix my goddamn hair this morning."
"Sounds like a series of unfortunate events," she remarked, then shrugged her shoulders. "But, look on the bright side, you're still chirpin' -- so that's definitely a good sign."
"Wait—"
"What did you just say?"
"I want my dead sister back! God, are you deaf?"
"Oh apologies for trying to be helpful then…"
"And what is it? Maybe I actually can and… you don’t know?"
"My dead sister to be alive again." -- Way to make things awkward, Gigi!
"Not always… depends on the day?"
"But tell me, what could I do for you?"
"Are you trying to play God? -- Cause, what I want is something that is beyond your abilities."
Braydon got up as quickly as she said get out of here. "What are we waiting for?" He quickly smiled as she said that.
He had always wanted to get away but never really wanted to go alone.
She clapped her hands, excitement bubbling inside her. "Great!" she said cheerily. "But first, I need to grab a couple of stuff from home -- which means we have to creep in then creep back out again." She beat him to it, before he could even ask. "I got into an argument with my parents, and so I kinda ran away. Y'know... sometimes I don't even think they're my parents."
”Hey… do you need anything?”
"Nope. Because, I know you'll want something in return."
"Sierra was too crazy to be a star. She probably became some sort of comet or something. She wasn’t ever one to stay calm." He laughed, taking In a deep breath frowning slightly as he looked out to the sea.
"Oh was she?" She laughed, then inhaled the salty air, deeply. "Then, a comet, she is!"
Glancing at the sea once more, she abruptly got up. "I've got a brilliant idea -- do you want to get out of this place?"
The escape plan that she had always wanted to carry out, but never gotten the chance to try it out. Sacha...
(starter)
"Because I’m never nice. So why should I be towards you?"
"Oh yeah. I kinda forgot -- that you're the biggest jerk in school. God, everyone knows that. Y'know if you keep with the act, you'll end up friendless, which makes me want to ask: did you happen to buy your current friends?"
Call her Queen Bee or whatever, but her father owns the largest law firm in the state -- which doesn't give her the right to be a bitch, but she is nonetheless -- rich kids usually are.
[Reading the note just as she was writing it, he let out a small laugh and rolled his eyes]
”Why are you acting like a five year old?”
[The sound of pen scratching against paper can be heard again. And, the note says: Because, of YOU!]
(starter)
"Don’t think that your apology will change anything…"
"Why can't you just be nice for once, and accept the apology without making such a big deal out of it?"
ilosttome
This was the fifth mirror she broke today.
”Oh come on!”
Oh c'mon, not another broken person! She's already dealt with enough broken people and broken things in her lifetime; she didn't need any more. Plus, she had run dry of comforting things to say. So, callous mode: on.
"What's your problem?"
Braydon didn't know how she was going to respond. He could see everything, all the fear to understanding to just pure confusion for her.
"You make a fair point." Bray smiled softly, though that frown faded quickly. "S-She um.. Isn't with us anymore."
At first she didn't say anything, she just laid her arms onto the wooden table, and rested her head upon it. Tilting her face, she looked at him. "My sister too," she said quietly, and turned her gaze away to the seascape before them. "I bet they became stars, and right now they're looking down upon us..."
Original by Saeed Rahbaran
"What? What are you talking about? I wasn’t screwing you over. I’m not saying I’m breaking up with you. I’m just going to be gone for a while, that’s all. I mean, did you not realize that this came with the job?"
"I did!" She yelled back, then she continued on in a softer tone. "But -- but, I'm just..."
She turned away, afraid that he might see all the emotions that flitted onto her face. There had always been a lingering fear gripping onto her shoulders. She feared that all her loved ones would disappear, as Freya had. Gigi wrapped her arms around herself. She was scared that Mason would also leave her hanging on the cliff by herself.
"... I'm just scared..."
"Look, I know we just got together and everything but … I’m going to have to leave for a month or so. We’re filming a few episodes in another country."
"I knew it..." She laughs, though there was no humour evident in it. "I knew you were just screwing me over just for the fun of it! I knew it!" Yet, she still fell into his embrace. "Don't -- " she held up a hand. "Please..."
"Why would you want you? Voldemort was almost as bad as hitler..Just without nose" He joked. They proceeded to look through the window coming up with conspiracies as they were intrigued by the meeting going on inside.
"I was walking by and saw everyone filing into this room…" He breathed "Im really really nosey so I kind of just peeked inside"
She laughed lightly at his joke, an infectious sound. Then, she finally remembered that they were meant to be quiet, and her hand flew to her mouth, clamping it shut. "And, I kinda followed you here," she breathed out softly, as her eyes were glued onto the little gathering inside the room. "-- You looked suspicious so I chased after you, thinking that maybe I could hand in a criminal to the police." She said with a shrug. It was hard to tell whether she was being serious or not since her expression and voice didn't betray much.
"I've always wanted to do something like this... Make my life into some kind of action-drama -- pretend that Voldemort walks the planet, taking pride in his noseless face," she said, adding a sense of humour into her speech. "I just want to believe that -- " She got cut off midway in her sentence by a horrifying observation that she had taken in. "Oh my god... Stiles," she whispered loudly, tugging at his arm. "Is that... a rifle..." She exchanged a look with her new companion.
This was no longer a playground that was safe for them to muck around...