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              “ how does it feel knowing your profession is worthless ? ”   

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                    “ yeah,   i don’t typically enjoy socializing with the   insane. ”       rick merely grumbles at the woman,    hands     (   less than carefully    )     blending chemicals within a large beaker.                                     oh,    the old man    KNEW    what   she   was about.     thinking the dead could speak,    and to   HER   for fuck sake.    he means,    this broad was either an expert con artist or    entirely bonkers.

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@jaigvision hit the <3 for some lyrics

          “We’ve got our own plans. They don’t need to understand.”

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@rcbooted hit the <3 for some lyrics

            “Welcome to the new age.”

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petitexfurie

“I don’t remember saying anything of the such.”

“PLAY along, Levi.”

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◊ -Levi

Put a “◊” in my ask for a sticky note left on your fridge in the morning by my muse.

A note was left. It was a bit crooked in its place, seeming the stickiness was starting to wear already. The note reads;

I don’t even know why the fuck I decided to stay the night. You weren’t awake when I awoke so I ordered some food; it’s on the counter. Also, you had some things lying around so I cleaned it up. You’re welcome.

~ Levi

virtusferocia

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❝ That is absolutely disgusting. ❞

marigold-grace

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virtusferocia

                       { ♫ };; —                           The angel couldn’t believe she                           was being chained up with this                           stranger. Maka stared up at him,                           then looked away stubbornly. She                           doesn’t even know this man, yet                           she can’t help but to feel the need                           not to trust him.                           However, it might be a good idea to                           befriend others.                                        ❝Who even are you?                                                      They chained us together..                                                      Why?❞

  Marco doesn’t understand any of this. He doesn’t move, he simply peers down and sighs in defeat. He wanted to fidget with his hands, though he couldn’t in the position he was in at the moment. He nervously bites his lip, hoping they wouldn’t converse. Of course, they did.

     ❝ M-my name’s M-Marco, ❞ he stammers in return. He didn’t know why they were in this position.  ❝ I -- I ha-have no idea.. ❞