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[thebloomingrosefamily]

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[rosyxsheen]

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♔ my muse will tell you something they’d steal from you.

"A kiss or two would be nice." Someone is in a shameless girlfriend mood now. “I guess something like that can be stolen.. I saw it in a movie." 

[rosyxsheen]

"I love you~"

The blonde was taken back. Knowing how Cain is, made hearing him saying it even more significant to her. A shy smile conquered her lips as her pale cheeks beamed with tender redness, this time there was much less nervousness running through her system, perhaps she slightly got used to the affection he gives her.

"I.. I love you too, Cain." She softly responded and maintained her shy smile. 

[rosyxsheen]

Cain has died.

A heavy silence fell upon the blonde after hearing these dreadful words, this doesn’t sound right.. Cain didn’t.. He wouldn’t because he promised to never leave her alone, didn’t he?Her trembling lips parted, nothing but a faint breath escaped them. Her throat began to tighten with every a second passed her by, causing her to grimace instead of breaking in tears as she thought herself would.. 

"Lies.." Meno spoke to the unnamed one between her gritted teeth. It’s getting harder to keep her nerves under control, along with the visible shaking she gained. “what you said is a lie.. He.. He didn’t!" She was on the edge of shouting but her voice never been that strong to begin with. “C-Cain wouldn’t.. He promised me, he won’t leav   " She covered her mouth, her knees lost their powers to keep her standing and forced her to fall down. Meno remained silent for a moment in that position,  finally letting the meaning of that announcement sink in. Before she could even hold it down, a muffled sob escaped her and causing her to desperately ask for the air she had so little until now.

Thinking that she might lose another piece of her heart terrified her the most and let one of her deepest fears break loose. Not having him in her life, not listening to his voice again and not seeing him anymore.. it was more than what her fragile heart could bare."No." Meno began again, furiously shaking her head. “You’re telling a lie a-and.. I.. I don’t.. b.. believe you.. I-I don’t.." She took a short pause and shook her head again. “Cain is.. not dead.. No."

[cirocchiomoved]

Huh?~ :>

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[abstractxdiversity]

thenakedthief ;

I know--but I am so indecisive, like, omg. I can't. I am not sure about FC's, &' sob. Indecisive, indecisive, indecisive-- ; w; But as soon as she's up, would you like to thread with her when you get the chance since you were one of the few interested?

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thenakedthief replied to a post ; 

adkjg; omg--really? Though I am not sure if I will have her cross-dress. uvu Maybe change her appearance? idk--i would probably add her here cause i cant make more blogs, nope.

[nachtflugx-blog]

                            It was hard to move around although days had passed. It wasn't just her physic that was weak but having to walk around with the IV drip attaching to her made her movement restricted, and moving around with it was just so tedious. But she couldn't just stay in her room doing nothing, it felt like a prison in there and it scared her. 

                           Instead, she took a stroll around in the building. Hospital terrified her. A lot. There wasn't once where she would have thought she would wanna end up being in here; even if she did suffer from her illnesses before. It wasn't long before Layla grew tired from the walk and made her way to the small chapel outside the main building. There wasn't anyone there and she had decided that this would be her favorite place. Not because she was a too religious person but this was the only place where the antiseptic smell didn't dominate the air and that this was the calmest place she could find around. She sat herself  at the back rows of the church's bench. She didn't do anything, not minding to have thoughts on prayers but instead stared off the distant. The ceiling had beautiful painting drawn she had noticed.