#oughtabeinpxctures

[phantomcurtaincall]

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God, what was he doing? Julian forced himself to breath again as he stood in front of Paulo's door. He felt like a fool, mostly from being nervous. He had no reason to be. It was just dinner, nothing more. They'd likely talk more about what happened between him and Sophie and then move on to small talk. It was little different than when Paulo would be over at his house to perform work.

He shook his head and finally gathered the courage to knock.

[antioceas]

Luna, I need your help. I have to run an errand and I need someone to watch Noir for me, as well as to go through some of these picture books and tell me if they are worth keeping. Think you’re up for the task? - oughtabeinpxctures

"I am so ready, Mister Paulo! I will be the best kitty sitter for Noir ever!"

If Luna saw through the clear conceit of the request, it didn't show. Luna was eager to take on this task, a serious expression on her face. She even saluted, raising a hand to her forehead.

Of course, it was very likely that Paulo would come back to Luna and Noir cuddled up together, taking a nap. But that was a perk to being a kittysitter, right?

[moralmortuary]

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"Why, the more the merrier. She's welcome to bring them," the doctor smiled before emitting a soft sigh, "Truly, Flora is nervous about going into high school and I was wondering if meeting Sophie would help her. I don't expect them to be friends but maybe knowing someone would ease her anxieties."

He tried not to worry about his grandchildren too much. They had so much more than he did at their age, and more than he could give Cindy. But he couldn't help it. Cindy didn't keep many friends, and less that had children the same age as hers.

"But I won't ask you to make her. You're welcome to attend alone or...," he couldn't stop the mischievous smile that creeped across his face, "you could bring a friend of your own?"

[betterto-die-thanto-crawl]

Johnathan was still healing; he could hardly walk on his own, yet was able to get about fairly well with the cane the hospital had supplied him with. He tried his best to rest, as the convent nuns and now the nursing staff at the hospital had so firmly suggested, but so often, his rest was interrupted by horrid dreams, memories of his scarcely believable, absolutely horrific time in Transylvania. During the day, perhaps, it wasn't so bad. There were people about to comfort him, to lull him back to sleep... but during the night, he was alone when he woke, tangled in his bedsheets that felt too much like the hands of demon women holding him down, covered in cold sweat that, when sliding down the right places, felt like cooling blood against his skin. One such night, he pushed himself to his feet with a shiver, slipping on his hospital provided slippers and pulling on the similarly supplied dressing gown before setting out to walk away his nerves, to hopefully stir exhaustion so he could rest... He was desperate. But as he explored, the same way he had around the castle he had been trapped in, his legs began to grow weaker and weaker until he collapsed with a clatter and an 'oof'.

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[manicpanicaddict]

“You’re like a small, terrifying gremlin.”

"You wish you were as intimidating," she scoffed between mouthfuls of lo mein, "You try being this short and handling aggressive customers."

It wasn't often, but occasionally they did get the wrong crowd in the bookstore.

"...Do you need a fork?"

[daedaluscried]

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“ M-mister Paulo. Can I talk to you... I... “ Her body was shaking, fear rippling through her body, “ Please... I d-don’t want to talk to Darius about this. He’ll... he’ll make fun of me. “ And, she sometimes wondered if he was to blame for her recent bout of nightmares - even if their relationship had healed a bit.

[manfromtheepa]

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“..Paulo, what is it? What’s wrong? You’re much...well, paler than usual. Have you fed?”

[wingdingsandbrokenstrings]

𝐇𝐇𝐍: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫, 𝐏𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐨 𝐑𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐤𝐢

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Some folk would die for the sake of another Lay down their life for their sisters and brothers For me, sacrifice is something quite other 'Cause I love to kill the things I love The look in your eyes will turn to surprise As you feel the pain and you realize The one hurting you is somebody who Once said "I love you"