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“Yes, I am alive. Surprise, brother.” It took him years to complete his plan of coming back from the dead. Everyone around him, especially his twin brother, thought that he was really dead. The only reason he had to act as if he was never coming back was that his trail of unstoppable murders was scratching at the surface.
No one would suspect him that he came back alive. It could be the best thing about having a twin. With him publicly announced as dead, no one would suspect his brother to be like him. Seeing his twin was like looking into a mirror. Years have passed and all those years of being incognito made him enjoy his individuality.
People must have forgotten all the things he had done and it was a good time to come back. “Are you not happy that I’m here?” He looked around and pushed himself inside his home. As he went inside, he looked around and smirked. “So you’re still in this place, huh?”
He peeked out the window and raised an eyebrow. “I guess things have changed here.”
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SO MUCH KISSES FOR YOU BECAUSE I AM OBSESSED WITH YOU AND OUR PLOTS TOO. AND OUR THREADS. Anyway, you are one of the best rpers I have met and I treasure you so much. Let’s make all the stories and such! ♥♥♥ @shawshankkid
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It was strange coming back to Sweden. How long was it since she last been here? She was not sure if it was 13 years ago, or 15. Regardless, there was a part of her that felt at home in this place. As part of her birthday celebration, she decided to travel for a month throughout Europe. Before coming to Sweden, she already went to Switzerland, Germany, Luxembourg, Denmark and Norway.
She saved Sweden for last since she wanted to have an unforgettable experience being back home. The first thing that came into her mind was their old house in Stockholm. There were many memories that she now had a bleak recollection of. Tamsyn shook those thoughts away knowing that she was just visiting. After this, she needed to come back home and put all the things she saw as memories.
While sitting at the train station and waiting for the train to Stockholm to arrive, she entertained herself by listening to music. She looked at the time and it wouldn’t be too long before the train would arrive. She decided to stand up from the bench as she could see the light of the train coming close. Her backpack was a little big that she ended up looking like a kid while carrying it.
As the train stopped, she rushed inside and looked for the seat that she reserved. When she saw that no one was there yet, she smiled. She took her backpack off her back and tried her best to reach the compartment for bags above the seats. She had to tiptoe only to get half of her bag in. Feeling rather tired, she paused but felt rather frustrated and embarrassed since there were other people that wanted to pass by.
@shawshankkid gets a starter for AXEL.
known for her artistic skills and flexibility on the stage, alongside her choreographed routines, charlie was a force to be reckoned with. while stripping might not have been her first career choice, it still gave her the opportunity to not only get her bills paid, but to also fill the void in her heart that would have been left wide open if she hadn’t had the chance to perform. that was one part of charlie that was never going to change. her body spun around the pole, contorting into elegant poses in rhythm with the music. she couldn’t have felt more ethereal, a true performer at heart in midst of all the grime within the walls. like most performers, charlie knew that eye contact with the audience was the key to winning them over, or at least make them want more. at first she’d spotted him from across the room near the end of her routine. she locked eyes with his, a smile tugging at each corner of her mouth, just as the music came to a halt. bingo.
charlie stepped off the stage as the next performer took the stage, eyes glancing around the crowd. even if she didn’t necessarily like private dances, in fact, she hated them more than anything – it was still a necessary evil to survive. pushing that thought to the far corner of her mind, she made her way over to the gentleman she’d noticed on the stage, a semi-forced smile on her face. “can i get you somethin? a drink, maybe?” come on, charlie. sell. “perhaps a dance?”
❣ -mickey!
!! For’a Kiss !! // ACCEPTING !!6. A Hand Kiss !
“You’re a real gent, you, you know: good go for that…”
Then, all too soon, the clickety-clack of her heels ceased, as did their journey–
It was a noise: just a noise: she’d been making plenty of them, probably talking poor Mickey’s ear off for the short stroll around the corner– Arienette had promised him it was just a minute or three away, and she intended to hold true to that… until a noise completely threw off her plans and compliment.
“OH!” Arienette reached for him, blindly, yet somehow managed to take up his hand in hers– and out of some pure, spiteful bit of instinct, she brought their now-bundled fists up before her, tucking girl nearer to gent: just barely, enough for her to feel better… “You heard that, I kn-know” –hiccup!– “you did…”
As if all her confidence could be sparked just from the slight suggestion of him as human armor, Ari leaned forward to take a closer peek at that rustling bush, keeping him as a security blanket all the while- pressing her pout to the inside of his wrist. The noise had set her off: but it was something else, all so much simpler, that managed to settle her shoulders– until she’s left smiling against Mickey’s skin.
“Must’ve just been a loss pussy cat,” the conclusion of this mystery was signed off with another kiss to the same soft spot of his skin. Any newcomer probably wouldn’t be able to tell that Ari had been petrified a few moments before, but that could be a secret between her and Gent Mickey who’d made the mistake of offering to walk with her… and that cherry-colored lipstick left over his pulse point.
“Silly things, yea? Too late for all of that,” –… hiccup– “nonsense…”
for @shawshankkid !
jane hadn’t really thought today through besides the basics of pack a bag and leave, and now the reality of her situation is hitting her in waves of panic. her uncle will be home from work soon and he’ll find her room empty, and he won’t have to try very hard to find a girl who’s only gone four blocks. she needs to get further away, and she needs to do it fast. public transport isn’t an option -- too many security cameras everywhere. but then it hits her: she knows a guy who barely ever stays in the city. if axel’s around, she’ll catch a ride with him.
it’s a slim chance. he’s probably long gone by now -- but a slim chance is the only one she has. jane runs so fast that her legs threaten to give out beneath her, but her reward is spotting his car parked up on the corner. thank god.
“hey!” she calls out, breath ragged, desperate. “where-- where are you going? today? can i come?”
