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I'll probably also unfollow the majority of RP blogs too, js

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So it's been months since I did anything on this blog so I'm just going to call this a done deal and ditch it. I'm not deleting it though because nostalgia.

If you haven't discovered my main blog then goodbye friends, I am gone

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Notice: Some kind of hiatus

I know I've been away for a while and for that, I can only apologise. Life's been getting very surreal and I'm a little out of touch with Cole but replies are still in drafts so I'll do them when shit's not so weirdly wonderful

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"Can we not fight tonight?"

The question was sudden, but sounded desperate. Over the last few weeks the pair had been dragged through a very rough patch and most nights ended with a chorus of shouting and door slamming; which took it’s toll on both of them.

"OK, Lena. Let’s try for a clean slate this week."

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"Are you sure it’s okay?"

The Spirit cocked his head at the other, expression plain and calm. “Yeah, just go on ahead. I’ve been here so many times, it may well become a second home.” He nodded towarss the cave entrance, something he’d discovered by accident but grown to love. “If you need light just say so. I’ll be right behind you.”

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"You're half an hour late."

Send me “You’re half an hour late.” for my muse to explain why they’re late for a date with yours.

Soaked from the evening downpour, Cole opened his mouth only to release a sigh once he’d come face to face with a very pissed off Lena. 

"OK, well, first I had to iron my shirt because it was really crumpled; that took twenty minutes because I dumped it in a random draw then I had to fid a nice tie, have and check i hadn’t forgotten anything." Yes, it sounded like a pack of lies but he had genuinely gone through this process and only this time had it taken so long. "I had an umbrella while I was out getting money for this date then the wind just struck and stole my it so I just had to run here."

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۵

Send me a ۵ and my character will react to having your character come up behind them and start kissing their shoulder up their neck.

Cole wanted to laugh, if only a little at the sudden contact of Lena’s lips on his shoulder, nearing his neck. “Well, aren’t you sneaky.” He muttered dryly only to turn his head to catch a glimpse of Lena’s face as the first few kisses trailed up his neck. “So, so sneaky.”

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I'm so unfit, I think I'm gonna sit in the corner with some cake and cry