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“Hey, kid! Wanna test something out for me?”
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“Hey, kid! Wanna test something out for me?”
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“...I think we’ve been down this way before.”
*gently places URL into inbox*
Send me a URL and I’ll rate them.
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Final Opinion; [I loved the interaction between Becs and Maria have, especially when they were bantering on during our first thread. Also liked the little teasing she did on her concerning the egghead xD I would really like to have more interactions between the two. I really see them becoming a mischevious pair!]
She squints are Maria in an attempt to fathom what she could mean. It’s... not a savory context, to be sure? Was it violence. Nothing really comes to mind. It’s going to take her a while for the knight to reach the proper conclusion when she is far to small to even contemplate performing the act.
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“What? It’s just the meat that Shaun left in the fridge for weeks... that shit’s nasty.”
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“What do the nugs think when you’re down in the ruins? I hope those aren’t their homes...”
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Cole had been rubbing the dandelion between his fingers as he walked along the wall, humming a song he heard from a head earlier in the day, back and forth, back and forth, careful not to crush the small stem as he did, but he stopped short when he saw someone else walking nearby. Without a second thought, he hurried to catch up, holding it out to her.
“People call this a weed, but it blooms just the same as the flowers they love. Why is it any different?”
((Also * seeing as it’s easier to stick it here, yes?))