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xpravus replied to your post: “.”:
{ i'm so upset. }
ME TOO. I THINK THIS EPISODE AFFECTED ME MORE THAN THE RED WEDDING EPISODE. LIKE. HOLY SHIT.
♫ ✍
♫ - Rasputin doesn’t have much in the way of a singing voice, which is why he sticks with playing a harmonica. When he ever does, it’s very low and raspy. Staying on key with an instrument is easier than doing it with his own voice for him.
✍ - Rasputin has excellent penmanship. He has to make his writing very clear as he used to only deliver messages via letters until the wondrous day he acquired a phone (from a dead person).
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The escaped convict looked up, his prison jumpsuit covered by a worn, old jacket. Exhausted, Michael wasn't ready for an altercation of any sort, "Didn't expect to see anyone around these parts."
"I didn't know the homeless got dirtier the younger they got."
Tyler stood at the edge of the alleyway, looking down at the young woman sitting there. Despite being incredibly bitter and angry, the man was usually the first or the only person to notice one of them so close to the street. Once again his crutch had to control his actions.
"You're going to get a cold out here you know."
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Mormons? Gyspies? Whatever the difference is--'m not interested.
(≚ᄌ≚)ƶƵ { Ack, I don't know what I'm doing. }
Once again, Rasputin had fallen asleep on a park bench, this time upright. It seemed to have been a long time since he'd gotten sleep and simply passed out there. He awoke an hour or so later, finding Rosemary there as well. Why she was there or why she had fallen asleep there was a mystery but her head was resting against his shoulder. Carfully, Rasputin removed the fur from his shoulders, draping it over her to keep her warm before returning to his sleeping position which had suddenly become a lot less comfortable knowing you had to fall asleep on your own this time.
little thing.
Daisy looked up at the stranger with big eyes. "My mommy says I'm an accident. What's an accident?"