#bladesslick

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cant believe slick hit his head on the floor

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hey you guys mind if i

really love my boss

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More dead than the last, anyone got somethin’ goin on?

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Wake Up

Slick wakes up, a flash of light, stars swarming his eyes and a sharp breath alerting him to the outside world. His hands grip gravel as he lifts himself off the streets of his familiar city. Midnight…it’s so familiar. The only difference is that..this isn’t his. This isn’t his city that he knows. It’s empty, barren. Worse than he remembers and he remembers…being dead before. Is he dead now? Again? A second time? What of his husband..his dogs. The cat. Poor cue, poor butters and shiv. He still bears a ring on his finger. Funny how that is. 

To his disappointment, there is nothing here. Not a star on his shell. Nothing. As if reset. The heart ache burns, again, as if he lost everything he had yet again but this wasn’t the end. Just the beginning of another cycle. He doesn’t dwell on the past unless the past comes back to him. Instead he remembers it fondly, and moves forward. A spade in a foreign city much like the one he built on his own. It will work, for now. 

Day 1. 

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@bladesslick do you want to join me for cookie dough and drinks

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Fight me slick

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bladesslick replied to your post:i came online for like 2 minutes and i forgot what...

Stab me

no!!!

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bladesslick replied to your post:when i get back im gonna eat lasagna and stare at...

oh you

fingerguns ....