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“ Pathetic. “
I know. I know. Believe me… I know. I’m sorry.
affctueuse replied to your post: Gives a paper cut to his jaw.
she gonna lick the blood off, licc licc
Gives a paper cut to his jaw.
they were sitting together with books, papers and all sorts of mess surroundingthem -- eli was doing homework while she kept him company. She wasn’t themost quiet of studying partners but he didn’t mind the noise, it actually kept himmore focused than silence would. Weird, right?
She was saying something - he could hear her voice but he was zoned out at themoment. He just needed to finish this one paragraph before he could answer her,but before he could even get to the last sentence there was a sharp pain at hisjaw --
there’s a pause. “ ow... what in the world was that for?? “ slim, pianist likefingers came to apply pressure at the scene of the crime, red was already --beginning to bubble up to the surface. “ i wasn’t ignoring you, you know? “
backstagebaae:
IT WASN’T THE official “theatre building” per se, but because so many of their classes were held within its halls, multi-purpose rooms and mini-theatres, an old batch of drama kids from a long, long time ago had the idea to start calling it that, until eventually, the rest of the school did. Classes by day, shows by night, the place was never empty, and with the production’s marketing booth set up right at the entrance to the main hall, many other people were coming in to buy tickets and playbills.
Tino, clearly a frequenter of the place, was on his way inside to help set up for tonight’s show, but there was something admittedly distracting about seeing some guy just standing in front of the building, immobile for no intelligible reason while so many others passed him by. Tino tilted his head. “Uhh. Hey, pal, you OK?” he said, noticing the way the other stood there, as though he’d been frozen on the spot.
his heart almost stopped. he didn’t know how long he had been standing here but he did know that no one had bothered to check on him, the suddenness of the other’s voice startled him. eli was stiff, petrified even. though it didn’t take him long to realize the other was just checking to see if he was O K A Y.
his shoulders were the first to relax, then his hands uncurled from tight fists. he lets out a long breath, one that he had been holding for only the universe knows. “ define -- okay... “ he mutters, ocean colored eyes finding the other as his head turned. “ uh, there’s a lot of people about and -- i’m not really a people person. “
he hopes that would be enough to explain the gist of what had happened. “ i just need one of the playbook things for my class - that’s literally all. “
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Arms that snake around FRAIL upper body from behind arise a direct SENTIMENT of security within her , as if a SHIELD is protecting her from the ugliness of the world . Etoile is so very short that the back of her head can feel the blood PUMPING through the male’s chest and likely would he get in return the STABLE rising of her chest with each breath taken . In this position she cannot see his ethereal FEATURES , but her brain PICTURES them . Blond hair , ocean eyes into which she could get lost . . . HE’S AN ANGEL SHE WISHES TO KEEP BY HER SIDE FOREVER .
Obsessed eyes squint and fingers began to walk ( quite literally , with her index and middle finger ) along PALE skin onto which a halo of PURPLE can be seen . This bruise , she’s the one who INFLICTED it . It’s amusing how loyal he is , her INDEX now mercilessly pressing onto the sensitive epidermis . ❛ –– You’re HUGGING me and you’re not even trembling . . . Good boy . To show off those wounds I gave you so SHAMELESSLY . . . You’ve got to be totally in love with me . ❜
Venom-filled words slip through plump lips that BLESS the inner of his bent arm with a kiss . He’s behaving , therefore for today he can call it a REST .
doefelt:
she knew he never intended on hurting her feelings, he was her little brother after all. the two of them had always been close perhaps even more so than either of them to their very own parents, so she felt very much the same way about him. she’d never go out of her way to hurt him in any way but despite that, it didn’t mean such a comment wouldn’t hurt.
her own feelings were put aside & she accepted his apology, mainly because she knew he hadn’t meant it. at all. heavy silence emits from the woman as she listens to him respond but in all honesty, she wasn’t really surprised. he’d never been big on the whole beauty world, not like she was.
“you know i won’t love you any less if you decide to pursue something different, right? i only want you to be happy, elijah.” the only reason she even took over the salon in the first place is because their mother pressured her, it was never her dream.
pursue something different, huh? that was a weird thing to hear, honestly. their parents had not been so open to that idea. doctor, this -- doctor, that. they wanted him in a career that was going to make him look good, make money & be on top. they didn’t want him in a job that was going to make him happy.
“ this wasn’t your dream. “ he finally answers. “ so, what gives me the right to go after something i want? we come from the same womb, you know? if mother & father want me in the medical field then i might as well be in the medical field. “ it wasn’t so much about pleasing his parents but more so he didn’t want to hear
what they would say if he went against their wishes. “ mother wants a doctor son, you know that. she wants someone she can brag about at their parties, someone she can carry around like a trophy. it doesn’t matter what i want. it has never mattered what we want. -- again, you know that. “
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Ears perk up at the conversation she OVERHEARS between a male and a ( repulsively ugly ) female EMPLOYEE of the store . What kind of girl would IGNORE the request of a sweet-looking man . Certainly not Etoile whose lips now curl upward in a PLAYFUL toothy grin . Slender index finger reaches forward to give the gent a TAP on the shoulder , heart racing for allowing herself such an OSE touch . Voice saccharine , she gives a cutesy TILT of her head .
❛ –– Ignore that WORTHLESS bitch . It’s for a PYTHON , right ? ❜ Tongue is sharp , the words biting . To use WEAKER animals to feed the stronger ones doesn’t RESONATE with her ; Why not change the rules and feed all bestial lives those who’re perceived at the UTMOST evolved species ? ❛ –– I have something MUCH more tasty for those reptiles at my house ! I got a car , so I could BRING you there . ❜
Regardless of his ANSWER , he would enter her car . A heroine needs to keep SHADY individuals far from pure lives .
eli turns his head when he feels the presence of a small hand -- how long had she been standing there? eli didn’t think too much about it because he was and could be very dense at times. though, her sharp words did cause the male to raise an eyebrow. something so small -- could definitely roar, huh?
“ yes. i have two ball pythons. “ he turns to face her, letting her hand stay on his shoulder -- the touch didn’t bother him at all. it wasn’t like it was causing him any harm. “ you have something? what exactly? “ his interest was most certainly perked. “ i don’t feed them live mice, though. they are way too small. “
the mention of a car was surprising though. unlike his parents -- eli was not old fashion. he didn’t believe in women being too weak to fend for themselves, so if she wanted to give him a ride then he would take it. “ sure, i don’t see why i wouldn’t let you give me a ride. “
Just this in but I'm looking at the pictures of him injured and Etoile loves. And I love too, he's a pretty boy.
Feel free to give him all the injuries tbh like tear him up ok make him beg, scream and cry
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what did he mean they didn’t carry frozen mice? eli just did not believe that. why? because he had bought frozen mice from here a dozen and more times. this guy HAD to be NEW. this was rather annoying. he just needed to feed his snakes. dealing with an hungry and annoyed ball python was never fun.
“ then can someone PLEASE direct me to the right pet store?” the question was a sarcastic one -- one asked allowed but not particularly in search of an answer.
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the mention of their mother all but made her flinch, it was never her intention to. she didn’t want to be that way but she sometimes was, unable to catch herself before it happened. for a moment, she appeared somewhat hurt by his words but she eventually rid herself of such an expression and began to scoot her chair away, back to her original spot. “honesty is important, yes.” clean fingernails find themselves lost in blonde waves, twirling & tugging on strands. “have you found a style of acrylic you like doing most? oval is my favorite, it’s always a challenge to get them perfect.”
instantly he realized that he had hurt his sister’s feelings. he regret that he had spoke before really thinking about the words coming out of his mouth. “ i’m -- sorry. i didn’t mean it like that, really. please don’t think i am comparing you to her -- that isn’t what i meant by that statement. “
he wasn’t too sure she was going to believe him but he felt better about saying it after explaining it - so, really, his reason for explaining was mainly a selfish -- one. &, she was changing the subject like she usually did when she was upset.
“ none. i hate doing nails. “ he mutters. “ i would rather do eyebrows. now, -- that is a real challenge. “ this wasn’t his forte. he was studying something else entirely, after all.
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