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@veiliisms​ || xxxx

           “tsk, tsk, tsk. you can’t change the subject that easily.” it’s playful admonishment coming from alison, though the situation at hand was certainly still one they needed to think through. she doubted renji wanted to stick out with his attire, and even if he was open to it, she would rather make the effort to dress him up a bit more than not. “thank you, though. you look nice, too. i’m sure you’ll look even more stunning all dressed up.” 

          humming to herself, alison takes a look at the watch on her wrist. “how open are you to buying something new? there’s a few clothing stores near where we’re going. if not, we can turn back to your place and hope we’re still fashionably late.” 

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@smokes-and-bullets​​ || xxxx

          judging by how quick she was to return, francis could perhaps guess that she didn’t live too far from where she had found him. or maybe, she was just all too familiar with the area and knew who would help her if she asked. either way, alison kept her promise and returned with the medical kit she mentioned along with what seemed to be a couple of towels. “let me see,” she coaxed, and with a bit of subdued hesitation, she lifts up the makeshift bandage to inspect the bleeding before swapping the dirtied bandage with one of the fresh, clean towels she had brought with her. “keep applying pressure to it. you should be fine soon enough.” 

          he looked pale, though, and she wouldn’t be surprised if he felt lightheaded. swallowing thickly, alison had to fight back against her own nausea, and she seemed to have successfully does so by distracting herself with the first aid kit. and after a long stretch of focused silence, she eventually works up the courage to ask, “what happened?” 

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@snw-cnvs​ || xxxx

          as if the thin walls of her apartment weren’t bad enough. not only did leah have to hear horny couples bang every weekend after they finished partying, but apparently, she had to come home to see it too. for someone who had just walked in on a couple banging, she definitely didn’t seen as horrified as she probably should have been. maybe it was all the porn she had consumed during puberty. after all, it wasn’t like she hadn’t seen a dick before ( though -- she would have been just dandy if she had never seen lyle’s ). 

          maybe, if this was some other day when she wasn’t so tired from work and school, she would have found this scenario hilarious. indeed, maybe this would be hilarious to her in a few months when she could appreciate the humor and ridiculousness of the situation. but as lyle gathered his belongs with his hand outstretched, leah merely scowled as she threw her book bag in his general direction. “fuck off. as if i’m paying you when you’re the one who fucked up. take the loss, i don’t owe you anything.” 

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@miraruinada​​ || leah put the plushie back

          “no, it’s suppose to rain! i can’t leave the poor thing out to get soaked in the rain! it’s gonna get all gross and moldy, and then no one will want it.” 

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@cantuscorvi​​ || xxxx

          she’s visibly delighted by the fact raum had remembered her, a giggle and a cheeky grin accompanying each other as leah meets his gaze. “not everyone, no. just you — but not because you just make me wanna throw things. not exactly.” in seeing him gesture towards his phone, the angel laughs again and reaches into her back pocket to pull out hers as well. “i have one already, actually! but isn’t me throwing things at you so much more memorable? phone numbers get lost so easily.” or maybe, she was just really bad at managing them. 

          in seeing the egg in raum’s hand, leah points to it. “it didn’t break all the way yet. i guess i didn’t throw it hard enough. there’s pretty stuff inside if you crack it!” 

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@shackledsculs​ || xxxx

          “they said saturday morning. so i’m hoping it’ll actually be saturday morning, so we can get everything done before it gets too late.” with two hands, she lifts a warm cup of tea to her lips for a sip, a momentary pause in their conversation to allow her to think on connor’s question. “i think that’s it? i kind of want to do some repainting, but that can be for another day. i haven’t quite decided on a color scheme yet.” she gives connor a sweet smile then, her head tilting slightly with the gesture. “i’ll treat you to something nice as a thank you. it’s the least i can do, hm?” 

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 @miraruinada​​ || xxxx

          how boring. no nonsense, disciplined, practical — she had known the minute she laid eyes on marcelo that it’d be a challenge to get him to drop the formalities, though seeing him keep his professional air around her was a bit amusing considering how casually she began to carry herself after their initial introductions. if they were going to be spending a lot of time together, after all, why be so stiff?

          still, marcelo’s coldness and distance didn’t deter her from frequently dragging him around on her days off, and as she opened the door for him upon being notified of his arrival, her excitement was quite clear. “good morning!” she chirped, leah surprisingly peppy for this hour of the day. “you ready to be my photographer?” her tone was playful, but anyone who spent a consider time with leah would know she was only partially joking. “do you think we’ll be able to get to the farmers market before they start packing up? i forgot i wanted to look at the flowers!”