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[unluckythirteen]

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Thirteen normally didn’t lay on a picnic blanket under a tree with multiple sketchbooks laying in front of him, but apparently the Pumpkin Prince had felt like shaking up his daily routine. However, the only idea that was coming to mind was to draw a comic about how odd adult life could be. The 19 year old sighed as he instead directed his attention to watching the passersby when someone entered his line of vision. Someone he felt like he hadn’t seen in forever. “Seven! C’mere and please save me from boredom,” Thirteen called out in lieu of a greeting.

[rykerxangeles-blog]

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It was days like these when Ryker missed the Lost Kids with every ounce of his being. When the weather allowed for adventures that could last for hours, just like in Neverland. He’d come to stop near a small pond, watching as fish and ducks swam around each other, not unlike a dance. Admittedly, he became so transfixed that the sight of a familiar face and figure walking up to join him almost spooked the male into next week. “Rowan, why’d you sneak up on me like that?” he inquired within a playful, teasing groan.