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“ hey, it’s okay. i’ve got you, chris. i’m here now. ”
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“ i love your dress! where did you get it? shame about the blood stains. ”
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“ gen, that doesn’t make any fuckin’ sense. ” — but he’s laughing and shaking his head, hands resting atop his knees, leaning forwardas they talk.
@roostertoothsters — chris
“ i put bleach in her cereal, if you really want to know. everyone loved her, pretty, precious dahlia! not so pretty with her throat burned out! ” — she smiles to herself, as one might do when recalling a fond memory. the image of her sister trying to scream, her throat burning. oh, penny wasn’t ignored then. until she was shipped off to coates, penny finally had the attention she craved. years may have passed since the events that shaped her, created her, but she still thinks back to them fondly.
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“ oops. ” — there’s an explosion in the distance behind her.
@roostertoothsters ❤’d for a ( STARTER. )
❝ i’m gonna be the next joker, i swear by it. ❞
' I can tell you're real smart. ' from Joel bc he'd like eldon
h.k lyrics | @roostertoothsters
joel belongs to a crew far more dangerous and well-known for eldon to have been too comfortable with him at first, but he’s nice, despite it all. and, his reputation makes him out to be much worse than he actually is; still, he has blood on his hands, something about that makes the friendliness a bit harder to swallow.
’ I’m … alright. – wouldn’t go as far to say I’m a genius but a kid knows thing. I’m the kid. ‘ a pause, followed by, ’ what do you need?‘
' I dont wanna talk about it. I don't wanna think about it. ' from belle
h.k lyrics | @roostertoothsters / @tastelcsshaze
she has her head resting on his shoulder, breathing unsteady, and her words are barely above a whisper. it feels like so long since they’ve spoken that he’s not even sure if there’s one thing in particular she’s talking about.
when they were kids, he could read her with a look. now, every passing moment reminds him that they’ve changed so much since then, he barely even knows her. he wouldn’t even know how to describe them, though, screw-ups comes to mind.
‘ you don’t have to. just try to get some sleep, I’ll be here when you wake up. ’
nights are heavy. heavy, like, he can’t quite remember when they went from telling each other everything to not talking at all. maybe, some things are best left unmentioned; examples: their dead mum, being afraid of being alone, the blood on their hands.
