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@closestshave's dolores eastman sent: everything you say will just be between you and me.

she is suspicious of her and all johanna can think is for how long? as much as she keeps her eye on the time, she supposes she might have slipped away to the library for a little too long. once or twice. or . . . goodness, it hasn't been that many times, has it? if mrs. eastman reports it to her guardian, there won't be any more visits to the library. no more secretly reading books her guardian doesn't like her to. but most importantly, no more anthony. they will still have school, but it's not as if she can kiss him in the hallway. it doesn't stop some students, but johanna wouldn't be able to recover from such mortification. and, as much as her face burns to admit it, she does, well, enjoy getting to kiss anthony.

❝ well, ❞ she begins and tries to find a lie on the tip of her tongue. a good lie. not too far-fetched that mrs. eastman will break that promise and won't leave it between the two of them, but not something as silly as eating a biscuit out of the jar before supper. do not think of anthony, do not think of anthony, do not think of anthony--- ( why is anthony all she can think about? ) mrs. eastman can't actually read her mind . . . as much as her eagle stare sometimes makes johanna wonder. she gives a small smile. a bit of mischief behind the eyes. or, she hopes. ❝ i read a chapter of a tale of two c.ities. ❞ lips twist back into a worried shape. ❝ just the first chapter! but then i realized it wasn't very good and i didn't enjoy it very much . . . but you won't tell him, right? i didn't read very much, i just got a little curious. it'll never happen again. ❞ promise, she would have lied to her guardian. lying to mrs. eastman is different, though. she's already lied enough. johanna loved the first chapter of a tale of t.wo cities and every chapter after that.

#is this advertising for this blog and my ocs on it? perhaps #it is also for Me because I need the conversations i have between them in my head to come true #*❈ ‣ have you decided it’s safer in cages‚ singing when you’re told? — ( interaction. )#*❈ ‣ how i would like to have wings – blue ones – how i would like to open them and raise — ( v: modern. )#closestshave

“I’ve found warmth and friendship among you all.” from anthony (closestshave)

"Oh, please. I bet you're just tryin' to butter me up so I give you a free drink. Is that is?" Resting her hands on her hips, she smirked. He was sweet, she thought. A genuinely good man in this cesspit of a city they called London. It should've been comforting, but his easy smile and friendly demeanor only put Nell on edge, always waiting for the other shoe to drop. "Tell you what: I'll give you another dram of ale, and you tell me a good ol' story about your adventures on the sea."

#( answered ).#o1dmoney #closestshave

“No one ever looked for them. Mercy killings, really.” / from todd (closestshave)

"Right y'are, Mista T. Couldn't've said it better meself, Mr. T! We did the city a right favor, we did. Too many rats in London as it is, I say. We're doin' the people a service by riddin' the streets of hem vermin!" A cackle bubbled from her throat as she spoke. "We make such a great team, dontcha think, Mr. Todd? A dream team for the ages!"

#( answered ).#o1dmoney #nell: bats her eyelashes psychotically #closestshave #♡ queued ♡

[ WAKEN ]: the sender touches the receiver's shoulder to waken them from a nap or sleep. / @closestshave's anthony to connor

Connor was frowning in his sleep, laying across his bed the wrong way, still in his clothes and with his arms crossed over his chest.

When Anthony shook his shoulder, he woke with a start and jerked an arm up to guard his face, as if he expected to be hit, his eyes wide with terror... before settling as he recognized the face. "Anthony..." He whispered, letting his head and hand fall back to the bed with a sigh before rubbing at his eyes. "Is it time to get up?" he asked, as if he hadn't just acted like he was going to be hit.

#closestshave: anthony hope #closestshave #all you want is for somebody to find you!: connor murphy #if we cannot fly let us sing: johanna's brother au (sweeney todd)