The Hook Saga… 🪝

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The Hook Saga… 🪝
So it Begins...
So here it is, a blog set up with the sole purpose of emptying my thoughts and feelings and rambles and general weirdness all in one place for your viewing/reading pleasure. Its the first of its kind I have done so go easy on me and feel free to check out any of my other blogs for more topical posts.
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"You’re adorable."
Send my muse one of the following
Cheeks flushed a delicate pink color at the other's declaration, lips curving into a pleased grin. "I think you're adorable too," Scott said, leaning over to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. "And beautiful, and amazing, and sweet and everything awesome."
Choking on the sip of water that she had just taken, Allison stares at her "sister" in shock. "E-excuse me?" She coughed out, pounding her chest to dislodge the liquid.
My muse sits on your muse's lap, hooks their arms around their neck and whispers, "Do me." What happens next?
Lydia only smirked a little bit. "Are you telling me you have never thought about it?"
"I never got to say goodbye"
My muse has died and has left yours a letter send me "I never got to say goodbye" for what that letter says
Dear Allison
Our first meeting started with a compliment and okay, I admit. You were the shiny new thing and part of me wanted to see if you would be a threat. If I should be worried about you because you are far prettier than I could ever be and the way you smile, I swear, everyone just falters a little bit. Then we talked and you were so genuine. I told you later that I never really had friends. I had people who tolerated me and who wanted to be around me but you were different. Scott swears that his life changed when you came to town, he fell in love and has heart eyes whenever he looks at you, which is sort of sickening but I gained something. I had a sister. Someone who I loved unconditionally and I always will. Even through the mess that we have to live through. I will always love you. Then, if you are reading this… maybe I didn’t live through it and I’m sorry I wasn’t strong enough to survive. I am sorry that I didn’t make it. I never… I had this vision, you and me, on the porch. You married to whoever has stolen your heart and me… Well, maybe there is a guy or maybe I am that much of a cougar and I am sorry I did not live to see that day. Whatever you, whenever you go, I will be looking down on you, protecting you in my own way. I’m so sorry, Allison.
Love, Lydia
adescentintodarkness replied to your post:"I never got to say Goodbye"
//Damn. Way to give me Scydia feels.
Hahha mission accomplished. You are next C:
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“I feel different… I’m angry all the time, and I hate everything… Everyone. Even you, even me.”
"I am in love with you— there, I said it."
"You are... Allison, I love you too. You know I do."