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Don't chase the rabbit
The hunger was gnawing at his stomach lining, the boy didn’t know how much longer he could take this. His feet found their own wobbling path, he didn’t know where he was going. This way there wasn’t people to take him off to the orphanage. That’s all he cared about, what did they know? Just because his parents left him alone didn’t mean they were gone.
Stairs.
Stairs.
Stairs.
Waffles
"Ventus. He’s got that bracelet with the checkers that are like waffle squares."
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20. my character finding yours high/drunk
It wasn’t as if he liked Halloween Town in the first place, too much joy in scaring others. Reminded him too much of Braig and his constant jump scares. He swore the man did it just to get Ienzo’s eyes to go wide and his shoulders to bunch up. Too far in his thoughts, Zexion doesn’t notice Ventus laying on the floor. Ungracefully, he trips over the man’s leg and falls on his face. The dirty stones are his reward, he looks over to glare at the blond only to see a very dazed expression.
Zexion’s body tensed up and he forgot his pain as he moved over to Ventus’ side. A hand pressed to his forehead, the other over his heart. “Ven? Hey, Ventus. Sweets, hey, Ven?” He calls getting more worried as each second passes. Eventually the brilliant eyes were turned up towards Zexion. A dopey smile on his face before he hiccuped, a comical bubble rising to pop against Zexion’s nose.
Vanitas and I are looking for advice for revenge. Any suggestions?
Hmmmm….
Well, it HAS been a while since I went on a Martin spam.
"Well, if it isn't my other half."
waywardwind-ventus started following you
"... woah. Um, hi." Roxas stared at his mirror, eyebrows furrowed slightly.
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