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Agender Nightlight ;;
you’re not dead. that’s quite impressive. / @arcticrime.
mouth briefly clamped shut, red metallic beads still linger over her tongue from yet another life defying feat, but there's always a price to pay. it comes in the form of laying across his chaise in recovery, like the image of a patient against their therapist... ( ha! yea, right ) — ❛ what can i say? practice makes perfect. dare i say, you almost sound surprised. ❜
she swallows thickly, attempting to rid the blood from her taste buds. it's just a sore reminder she's too depleted to snap back. ❛ you have any ambrosia around here? maybe some mozzarella sticks to go with it on the side? ❜ head falls back, a quieter, dreamy sigh heaves her chest. ❛ i love mozzarella sticks. ❜
I’M GONNA CRY I MISSED THEM ALL SO MUCHH :,,0
You're going up to the surface?
“Yes, I am. As a trip it seems. I am also going along with fellow coworkers.” He wavers his hands to the ping pong tree sponge and longsnout dogfish. He keeps a neutral expression on the elevator. The dogfish is sweating lightly, and Tarri takes notice to this. “Miel, are you doing fine?” They shake their head ‘no’, holding a sack-like briefcase to their chest. They sigh before letting their right hand take the case to their side.
The ping pong tree sponge turns their stalk, seeming looking over at Miel before facing forward once more. Tarri returns to face forward as they arrive to the Metro level. Both Miel and Tarri step out first, with the ping pong tree sponge to follow. The three now await for a train to arrive.