IM BACK FROM THE VOID BABEY!!!!!! GONNA POST ART AND EXIST ON THE INTERNET AGAIN

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IM BACK FROM THE VOID BABEY!!!!!! GONNA POST ART AND EXIST ON THE INTERNET AGAIN
SOMEWHERE ONLY WE KNOW. // cont. @mcnstricide
Flurry’s voice comes out shaking, and Vee can’t help the expression that twists across their face. Bitter, bitter; Vee’s fingers claw into the bench beneath them, and yet they manage a s o f t smile. It’s laced with syrup, sweet and welcoming, and not like them at all. Maybe that’s what Flurry needs - no, they’re sure of it; this overwhelming need to see Flurry is selfish. But that’s what they are, and it’s what they deserve - this guilt and pain, never-ending in hopes that Flurry might one day abandon them for good.
For months they’ve imagined this scenario; words and actions clearly enunciated, a reunion reminiscent of recited poetry as they offer their heart, soul, and body. They’ve never imagined Flurry’s reaction, not wanting to get their hopes up, but they remembered their speech. Or, they did.
Now, they can think of nothing to say.
Improvise.
❛ What, no confetti? Bo --- ring. ❜