Aug 12, 2018
squip’s eyes were trained on the whispering students ahead, hands resting idly on richard’s shoulders from where he stood behind him. his system was quick in processing what was going on ( the probability of it being a harmless conversation was HIGH ), but he could still use it to his advantage. ❛ why when we do our darkest deeds do we tell ? ❜ he asked calmly, gaze never leaving the pair of students before seeing them disappear around the corner. it was then that hands seemed to tighten in a vice - like grip on the boy’s shoulders. ❛ they burn in our brains, become a LIVING HELL because everybody tells. ❜
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