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“So, in what world do you think I could trust on a complete stranger?”
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☆ : Of the sun, stars, and the moon, which is your muse’s favorite?
The stars. She and Pietro would lie on the rooftop of the home they were living in when they were teenagers. He didn’t know the real names for the constellations but she let him pretend he did. Now that he’s gone, she’ll lay out for hours, almost convincing herself she can feel him beside her.
❤ : What are your muse’s thoughts on love? If they are not in a relationship, do they believe that they will ever find a perfect someone for them?
It depends on what point of her life she’s in. Once she’s healed from either of her two great losses she’s very doe eyed and gooey and it’s gross. She doesn’t believe in soulmates. Or well—- she does. It’s just that hers already died.