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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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@thatselenagilbert
Can’t say I have. I suppose I’ll have to try that out, along with some type of tea my ma suggested.Â
Green or herbal tea, I assume? I know how much of a burden being tired can be,
Amy needs a tune up.
I should probably do that after school.
Amy? I'm guessing Amy is not human considering tuning one of  those up would be tricky.Â
Can’t sleep, but what else is new?Â
You're not the only one. Have you tried Cherry Juice? Cherries contain melatonin, an antioxidant that helps you sleep. I guess that's a useless fact I've kept with me from school.Â
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Prompt âś– Red.
This is kind of a past paragraph, I wanted to write about her loss in association with a colour.Â
It is an illusion that youth is happy, an illusion of those who have lost it.Â
The ensemble that still remained neatly tucked away, the rufescent fabric cloaked in anamnesis - the memories seem to cling to fibers which washing couldn't cleanse. This is the outfit she wore when her youth was perky and carefree. The outfit she wore after the accident tarnished her life. The times when the brunette would rehearse with the girls, talk til dusk about trivial high school problems and being beside her bestfriends. However, it also meant the time when she had to hold things together for the sake of everyone else, clinging onto some sense of happiness to get through the day. The girl still remembered the time she had to brave a game when she was feeling at her worst, the sense of sorrow ridden in her frame as she stood at the sidelines of the pitch with cheer in the air. All in red.
And now I wish the ground would open up and swallow me whole.
Just idiots in this town spreading gossip around.
This sounds like high school again, right? I'm here if you need anything, Darcey - I hope everything's ok.Â
I'll love anyone
Well it’s better than doing nothing, so.Â
I almost thought that was a compliment coming from your mouth, Mr. Salvatore.Â
I'll love anyone
That sounds good to me.
Really? I'm surprised you said yes.Â
I'll love anyone
Who can cure my boredom.Â
Would you by any chance like to go on a walk? I haven't been in the woods for a while and we both know what my sense of direction is like.Â
And now I wish the ground would open up and swallow me whole.
What's wrong, Darcy?Â
I really want a cupcake.
Don't we all? Actually, it has been a while since I've had one.Â
Snoepje de hond || Semi-Para || Open.
“Please, I’d be one of those big, nasty dogs that… Yeah, you’re probably right. You never heard me admit to that, though.” He held his hands up in a defensive and humorous manner “Hey, it’s not my fault you chose a sweetie treat as a dog’s name.” Damon’s smirk was soon replaced with a genuine smile “Once again, you’re right. I should of started with, you’re still looking as beautiful as ever, Miss Gilbert”Â
"Your secret is safe with me, sprinkles - I mean Damon." Elena's laugh faded and left behind a smile. She let his words resonate in her ears, prolonging her from speaking for a moment. "Thank you. You look handsome as always but I bet you're well aware of that." She felt the lead tug, Candy was proceeding to walk in the direction leading home. "D-Do you want to come round? We can have a drink or something."
Snoepje de hond || Semi-Para || Open.
“Hmm, yeah. You might have to put a muzzle on that creature.” With a roll of his blue eyes and a sigh, Damon nudged Elena jokingly. “But seriously, though, the only thing vicious about her is how hooker-ish her name sounds, or how fluffy the spikes on her fur are, but other than the name, and despite how “vicious” she is, she might even be classed as cute.”Â
"I'd say she'd be you in dog form but I imagine you to be one of those small, not-so-aggressive as they like to think they are, fluffy things." She raised an eyebrow at him and returned the playful nudge. "You're questioning my capability to chose names? That's rather rude of you Mr.Salvatore. We haven't seen each other in years and the first thing you do is insult my cat dog." Elena joked, a wide grin placed on her lips.