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Lucy Chatterly | 36 Tech Genius Music Tutor | Mother [ Status ] Independent OC Please read About & OOC

[myspecialdestiny-deactivated201]

lucychatterly replied to your post:“Ding dong, the witch is dead…”

"… —?"

"Ah, guess who’s birthday it is?" Kara asks, summoning a reluctant grin. "Or used to be, I guess. If you’re dead, it’s no longer really your birthday, is it?" 

[lucychatterly]

    "Oh, shit, I forgot. Fuck. I'm sorry."

[codylemos]

      "Because it’s boring? Duh.”

[lucychatterly]

    "It don't gotta be."

[codylemos]

      "But I don’t wanna do better."

[lucychatterly]

    "Why not?"

[codylemos]

      “It’s not stupid. It’s me having fun the way I wanna have fun. I could be doing worse, y’know?”

[lucychatterly]

    "Mm," she hums. He's right, she figures. "Could be doin' better though, as well."

[codylemos]

     ”I’m just having a bit of fun. That’s all.”

[lucychatterly]

    "There's a line 'tween fun and just plain stupid, Cody. Y'need t'learn t'draw it."

[codylemos]

     ”Thanks. Always been told I’m a good actor.” he retorts, just as sarcastically. "I dunno what you’re talking about."

[lucychatterly]

    "I think y'know exactly what I'm talkin' 'bout."

[codylemos]

      "I just said I didn’t do it though—"

[lucychatterly]

    "Oh, yeah, and y'were very convincin'," she says sarcastically. "'S'goin' on with you, huh?"

[codylemos]

lucychatterly replied to your post:     ”—I didn’t do it I swear.”

"Y’didn’t do what?”

      "If you see a baseball and a shattered window that baseball totally isn’t mine."

[lucychatterly]

    "Ain't y'in enough shit with y'folks already?" she asks, eyebrows raised. "First house-trashin' parties, now this?"

[lucychatterly]

yO so luce is a year old and ilu guys a lot uwu

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    “Thanks,” he nods as he follows her through. "You don’t, er— have t’show me how t’use it or anything. Mom’s a cop, remember."

[lucychatterly]

    "I know," she nods. "Uh... under the bed -- y'gon' gotta bend down f'me, I can't get down there -- should be a suitcase."

[delightfuldelinquent-blog]

    “I’m not gonna shoot anybody. Christ, Aunt Lu, you saw how I was before, but— I dunno. I’d… just feel safer, I guess? I mean, I dunno how t’even describe it I just—”

[lucychatterly]

She does get that, actually. She often used to feel safer having some kind of weapon on her, especially when her and Lonnie were still caught up in Wyrick's shit.

    "Alright, c'mon," she says, before turning and heading through to the bedroom. 

[delightfuldelinquent-blog]

    “D’you have a gun I can borrow?”

[lucychatterly]

    "Luke, I'm-- Sweetheart, I can't just give ya a gun without knowin' what's goin' on. C'mon, talk t'me-- I might be able t'help."

[delightfuldelinquent-blog]

    “Yeah. Uh— can I ask you something? That you might not like?”

[lucychatterly]

    "That I--? Sure. What is it?"

[delightfuldelinquent-blog]

    “Thanks. I feel like a huge fuckin’ baby but— yeah. I just don’t wanna be there right now. I’ll be outta your hair in a day, though. Promise.”

[lucychatterly]

    "Long as y'need," she repeats. "Y'ain't ever a burden, alright?"

[lucychatterly]

DID SOMEONE PROMO ME WHY AM I GETTING A MILLION FOLLOWERS ALL AT ONCE

[delightfuldelinquent-blog]

    “Just… unsafe, I guess. I dunno. Feels like something’s gonna go down, y’know?”

[lucychatterly]

She nods. She doesn't know, but she understands.

    "Yeah, y'stay here as long's y'need, my darlin'."

[vxldr]

    “I’ll take is so easy, you’ll think I’m not even trying—”

[lucychatterly]

    "'Sounds good. There anyhin' I can do t'help or--?"