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📝 G and Esther

what scent reminds your muse of mine?

jam and dirt - not in the way of like, his "incident," but in that way that little boys just smell like they've been rolling around outside

what sound reminds your muse of mine?

child's laughter, voices combined for hymnals

what setting reminds your muse of mine?

blanket forts, running through the forest together

what fashion style reminds your muse of mine?

stupid punk/goth fashion

what feeling does your muse associate with mine?

complicated; love, anger, regret, hatred, loss, longing, hurt, confusion, misery

what animal does your muse associate with mine?

a mouse quiet as a church mouse, a saying they used as children when things were particularly bad

what holiday does your muse associate with mine?

Christmas; singing together in the church choir, making cookies and having to clean up the mess Gabe always made; riding their sled down the snowy banks

#sadly can't tag since this isn't esther's blog lmao #child abuse tw #ft. g

leaky could barely make out the words on his screen, his hands shaking from the first sight of the unknown number, a number that he was sure was sending chills down the spines of students across the campus. and there they were, lighting up his own screen.

g: you and the dean are basically besties by this point, right? maybe should pay him a visit…or at least his office. g: snoop around. you never know what info you’ll find….but the student files surely have some interesting info. g: especially on those who are no longer with us.

was g suggesting leaky do this? were they telling him to? that made all the difference, yet leaky couldn’t let the guilt go that tickled the back of his brain. the voice that whispered about what alex and him had seen - a sight that was burned into his brain and apparently enough to send alex off completely.

there was a hard taste of irony or fate that flooded leaky’s mouth. that the last two times he’d been intoxicated lead to death, so it had to be a sign of something right? of punishment? was god really that vengeful?

he stared down at his phone, trembling. he’d already embarrassed himself in front of the dean. he had so much riding on this, he couldn’t start over again. didn’t want to leave behind something without closure. he wouldn’t be able to stand it. but there was something more there, there was something g was hinting at that he was curious about. maybe...

leaky: how much do you know? leaky: what do you want? leaky: what should i look for?

the three texts sent in succession, the only thoughts and response he could muster up. with that he turned his phone off and slipped it back into his pocket, head down as he changed his course to the gym. needed an excuse and distraction for well…the rest of his life.

and then he was going to text someone to figure it all out.

#death mention tw #ft. g