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How many special people change How many lives are living strange Where were you when we were getting high?
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“Have you ever just wondered why some people keep texting you, even when you never reply?” He commented to the person next to him, obviously a little rough after just having gotten off work to get a text from his ex fiancee.
❝ maybe they just want to be friends, mate. ❞ nate shrugged checking his own phone for a moment. ❝ lotta lonely people out there in the world. or maybe they’re trying to get under your skin, whoever it is. ❞
stokes tugged one of the earbuds out of his ears, a frown already settling on his lips. the WIND picked up around the duo, stokes hoped that he could use it as an excuse and tell the other person that he could not hear them over the wind. “y’know, earbuds are pretty much a universal sign that you don’t want people to talk to you,” he muttered, a scowl on his face. the gusts of wind came harder.
with a roll of his eyes, nate glanced around the both of them as he noticed the wind pick up, his hair rustling over his ears. he couldn’t help but smile, as stokes’ dramatics always entertained him. ❝ is that really necessary? ❞ he asked with a soft chuckle. ❝ i know i’ve already got a cloud over my head, but gimme a break, here. what’s next? rain? ❞
❝ i know this might be a weird question to ask of someone, ❞ nate began as he scratched his temple, ❝ what do you think of pythia. y’know, as a whole? ❞ he shook his head in thought. ❝ i can’t put together a cohesive narrative around this place, without giving too much credit to the ol’ folks upstairs. and i don’t think they need the ego boost. ❞
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‘ what do you want ? ‘ she questioned, in a somewhat bitchy tone. some dickhead had already pissed her off and her shift had just barely started. zelda wasn’t exactly known for her patience, after all. the young woman absentmindedly cleaned a glass while raising her brows at the other, waiting for an order.
what was nate doing in a bar? was he out of his mind? he knew the cliche; some addicts he met could handle the temptation. they could be around the substance and resist. but they had been sober for years. and nate felt like he was standing in a minefield. unfortunately, this was the only place he heard he could find zelda. he’d have to bite the bullet for now. ❝ how good's your shirley temple? ❞
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henlo my lil pumpkin puree pierogies, i’m lion (she / her) and do people still do intro posts??? i’m gettin back into the rp game after like a year so what’s up im so excited to start !! here’s nate, a bruv i’ve had in my head for a while but never got the chance to play. below are just some lil bullet points about him also !!! pls hum or like this if you wanna plot or whatever i swear im nice and i’m open to most things ! i also have a little connections page u can check out of that tickles ur pickle. pickles are nasty dont at me okay l8r ! (alcoholism tw, death tw)
【 HARRY STYLES, TWENTY-FOUR, CIS MALE】child of poseidon? oh, you must mean nathaniel murphy! they’ve been in pythia for three months, and they’re a total taciturn. he is a photojournalist, and he is pretty good at electrokinesis - from all those years hiding from monsters, of course! i also hear that he lost his sister at a young age, but maybe that’s just town gossip! - lion, 19, cst, she / her
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