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Posted: Tue Jul 11, 2017 3:21 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 11, 2017 4:42 pm
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Lyre had been spending almost all her time cooped up inside her house preparing for the arrival of little Austen. Maya wasn't entirely keen on the thought of having a little brother, but at least her tantrums on the matter were dying down. Luckily, she had been invited by Milo and Wyatt to take Laili school shopping, and that gave her reason to practically celebrate. She left Maya with James, giving him someone to worry about other than herself. As soon as she could, she packed up her purse and kissed her family goodbye, then took the Floo to the Abrams' house. She picked up Dris and Laili, flooing with them to Eeylops. Dris ran off, saying he had to meet with one of his friends, so it was just her and Laili. She hurried over to Madam Malkins', Lyre hurrying to keep up with the excited eleven year old. When she made it there, she leaned against the wall to catch her breath. Laili was already looking over her list and all the things there, before finally turning to speak. Of course, the first thing she said was for the woman to sit, claiming her dads said Lyre ought not to be standing long. "I'm fine, Laili love. At least for now. We can take a break for tea in a while, alright?" She tried to look nonchalant, but honestly she was pretty sure she wouldn't be able to stand up if she did sit down. Instead, she waddled over to the nice school robes, reminiscing over her own school shopping. "How about this one? It has pretty gold clasps that'll make those beautiful eyes of yours stand out! And we can get you a few nice sweaters for the wintertime, too, while we're here!" She grinned brightly, hoping she'd be able to get back on the topic of the school shopping, rather than how very pregnant she was. She was due in a few weeks, but it was still pretty painful at this point. Wᴇ ɢᴏ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴀ 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓎 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒, ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴇ 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓀 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝑜𝓇 Pᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ sᴛᴏᴘ ᴀɴᴅ 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝒷𝑜𝒹𝓎 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓈; sʜᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎'𝓇𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝑜𝓇 Tʜᴇʀᴇ sʜᴇ ɢᴏᴇs ᴊᴜsᴛ 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒹𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝑒𝑒𝓉 ᴀɴᴅ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ 𝓁𝑒𝓉𝓈 𝒶 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝑜𝓊𝓉 A 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇, sʜᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ sᴇᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ 𝒻𝓊𝓈𝓈 𝒾𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 Mᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ 𝒽𝒶𝒾𝓇'𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒶 𝓂𝑒𝓈𝓈, ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴᴋs sʜᴇ 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀𝓈 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓈𝓉 Iᴛ's 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 sʜᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜʏ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍʏ 𝑒𝓎𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝒻𝒻 𝒽𝑒𝓇'𝒞𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓈𝒽𝑒'𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁, 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝐼'𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝑜𝓁𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝑜
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Posted: Tue Jul 11, 2017 5:10 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 11, 2017 6:28 pm
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Lyre was glad that Laili seemed to take the bait, looking at the robes happily. The redhead was glad that, if nothing else, she was helping. Normally people in the family bypassed her and went to James or Cydney for fashion advice, but Laili was a darling, so Lyre got to shop with her a lot. After mentioning sweaters, Laili was eager to mention wanting a striped sweater. "I think you'll look just lovely in a nice striped sweater! And once you get sorted, I'll get you a nice house sweater too!" The girl seemed to have a moment of self-control, then went back to the robes. She seemed to debate on numbers, then decided she'd get five or six. Lyre chuckled quietly, listening as she mentioned baby clothes. Of course, they had a ton stockpiled, but if Laili wanted to get a few things, Lyre wouldn't mind. "I'm sure Austen would love some more clothes. After we get all your things, we'll go look in the baby section, alright? We want you to have all your nice clothes too!" She pat her goddaughter on the back, thinking hugs were futile at this stage in pregnancy. Wᴇ ɢᴏ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴀ 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓎 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒, ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴇ 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓀 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝑜𝓇 Pᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ sᴛᴏᴘ ᴀɴᴅ 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝒷𝑜𝒹𝓎 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓈; sʜᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎'𝓇𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝑜𝓇 Tʜᴇʀᴇ sʜᴇ ɢᴏᴇs ᴊᴜsᴛ 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒹𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝑒𝑒𝓉 ᴀɴᴅ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ 𝓁𝑒𝓉𝓈 𝒶 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝑜𝓊𝓉 A 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇, sʜᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ sᴇᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ 𝒻𝓊𝓈𝓈 𝒾𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 Mᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ 𝒽𝒶𝒾𝓇'𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒶 𝓂𝑒𝓈𝓈, ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴᴋs sʜᴇ 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀𝓈 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓈𝓉 Iᴛ's 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 sʜᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜʏ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍʏ 𝑒𝓎𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝒻𝒻 𝒽𝑒𝓇'𝒞𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓈𝒽𝑒'𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁, 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝐼'𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝑜𝓁𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝑜
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Posted: Tue Jul 11, 2017 9:40 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 11, 2017 9:55 pm
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Lyre watched Laili get measured and fitted for her robes, though she relented and sat for the duration. Luckily she'd found a chair with sturdy arms, or she'd be sitting forever. Laili seemed to get progressively more annoyed with the measuring process, and Lyre was glad they didn't have to wait for Dris to get measured. Then again, the poor boy had to be costing his parents dozens of galleons every couple weeks with his constant growing. Not to mention his insatiable appetite! When Laili had finished, the redhead struggled, but eventually got to her feet. The sooner the baby was born, the happier she'd be.... unless there were problems, of course. She wanted nothing but the best for her little baby boy. The duo made their way to the little baby section, with Laili happily looking through the things. All the sudden, she looked sad, then asked if Maya would forget her. A sad sort of smile came to Lyre's face, but she hobbled over to hug the girl. "Of course she won't forget, Laili love. Maya adores you! Plus, we have your picture alongside your brothers in her family book. We made one for Austen too, so he'll learn his family. Plus, Maya'll need her auntie to babysit when I go to the hospital. Think you can handle that?" She grinned, then gently placed a motherly kiss on her goddaughter's temple, followed by another awkward hug. "Besides, we'll see you over Christmas and all summer, so it's not really too long. I'll send pictures too. Don't forget, you can always write to us!" She pat the younger girl's hands, then grinned, hoping she got the preteen out of her little sadness. Wᴇ ɢᴏ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴀ 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓎 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒, ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴇ 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓀 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝑜𝓇 Pᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ sᴛᴏᴘ ᴀɴᴅ 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝒷𝑜𝒹𝓎 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓈; sʜᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎'𝓇𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝑜𝓇 Tʜᴇʀᴇ sʜᴇ ɢᴏᴇs ᴊᴜsᴛ 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒹𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝑒𝑒𝓉 ᴀɴᴅ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ 𝓁𝑒𝓉𝓈 𝒶 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝑜𝓊𝓉 A 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇, sʜᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ sᴇᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ 𝒻𝓊𝓈𝓈 𝒾𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 Mᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ 𝒽𝒶𝒾𝓇'𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒶 𝓂𝑒𝓈𝓈, ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴᴋs sʜᴇ 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀𝓈 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓈𝓉 Iᴛ's 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 sʜᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜʏ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍʏ 𝑒𝓎𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝒻𝒻 𝒽𝑒𝓇'𝒞𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓈𝒽𝑒'𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁, 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝐼'𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝑜𝓁𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝑜
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Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2017 10:20 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2017 8:50 pm
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Lyre grinned when Laili lit up when it came to babysitting. The girl was growing up fast, and that made Lyre very glad to be her godmother. She got to see this sweet girl, alongside her brother, grow (moreso in Dris' case, of course) into the lovely young adults they were quickly becoming. Luckily, Maya was only three, so the redhead had several more years of growing to watch. "I know you can. You've helped out a bunch of times! Though in this case, since it'll probably be an overnight venture, I was thinking you and Maya stay with Nan? Just to make sure nothing fishy happens. Though if you'd rather, Maya can stay with you and the boys...." She offered a little grin. Of course she trusted Laili alone with Maya, but only for a few hours or so. If her labor with Austen was anywhere near as long as with Maya, it'd be at least a full day, so there had to be an adult with them. She gently pat Laili's shoulder, hoping she wasn't too bummed about the news. "If it helps, you and Maya will get to be the first ones to see Austen, I promise."When Laili mentioned she'd write every week, Lyre smiled. "I look forward to it. And don't forget to write your parents too, you know how Milo worries." A small giggle issued, thinking of Laili's rather... dramatic dad. They duo started looking through the clothes, with Laili finding a cute Wookie-onesie for the baby. It was so cute! The woman quickly found another to counter it, one with a sloth saying " I heart naps" which she thought was quite adorable. Laili just as quickly found a cute new tutu for Maya, one that was purple and sparkly. "I love it! I think Austen will like that one, and I know Maya will love the tutu! She's been wearing them all the time, lately." She smiled, gently rubbing her belly where the baby was kicking rather energetically. Wᴇ ɢᴏ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴀ 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓎 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒, ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴇ 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓀 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝑜𝓇 Pᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ sᴛᴏᴘ ᴀɴᴅ 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝒷𝑜𝒹𝓎 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓈; sʜᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎'𝓇𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝑜𝓇 Tʜᴇʀᴇ sʜᴇ ɢᴏᴇs ᴊᴜsᴛ 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒹𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝑒𝑒𝓉 ᴀɴᴅ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ 𝓁𝑒𝓉𝓈 𝒶 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝑜𝓊𝓉 A 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇, sʜᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ sᴇᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ 𝒻𝓊𝓈𝓈 𝒾𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 Mᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ 𝒽𝒶𝒾𝓇'𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒶 𝓂𝑒𝓈𝓈, ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴᴋs sʜᴇ 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀𝓈 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓈𝓉 Iᴛ's 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 sʜᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜʏ I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍʏ 𝑒𝓎𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝒻𝒻 𝒽𝑒𝓇'𝒞𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓈𝒽𝑒'𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁, 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝐼'𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝑜𝓁𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝑜
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Posted: Mon Jul 17, 2017 5:44 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2018 7:56 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2018 2:23 am
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2018 8:25 am
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( Pureblood ■ Unsorted First Year ■ Harp Player ) ↫xx I ғeel yoυ ιɴ тнeѕe wαllѕ Yoυ're α cold αιr creepιɴɢ ιɴ, cнιll мe тo мy вoɴeѕ αɴd ѕĸιɴ I нeαrd yoυ dowɴ тнe нαll вυт ιт'ѕ vαcαɴт wнeɴ I'м looĸιɴɢ ιɴ. Oн, wнo leт yoυ ιɴ? Yoυ wαlĸ αroυɴd lιĸe yoυ owɴ тнe plαce Bυт yoυ ɴever ѕαy αɴyтнιɴɢ. I cαυɢнт yoυ wαlĸιɴɢ ѕтrαιɢнт тнroυɢн мy wαllѕ Gυeѕѕ ιт wαѕ αll мy ғαυlт, I тнιɴĸ I leт yoυ ιɴ
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Mera didn't want to sound like a snot, but the Diagon Alley was noisy. Street noise was one thing but having to endure noisy running kids were grinding her gears, granted she didn't like people who were so intent of wasting their voices. As she entered the shop with her uncle Laz, Mera immediately tried to occupy herself when he decided to discuss stuff with one of the staff. She liked some of the dresses in this place, even though she was quite satisfied with what she has in the wardrobe. But hey, it didn't hurt to buy at least one that caught her eye- even though they were just here for the robes.
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Never тнoυɢнт тнαт I woυld ғeel lιĸe тнιѕ Sυcн α мeѕѕ wнeɴ I'м ιɴ yoυr preѕeɴce I’ve нαd eɴoυɢн, тнιɴĸ yoυ've вeeɴ мαĸιɴɢ мe ѕιcĸ Goттα ɢeт yoυ oυт oғ мy ѕyѕтeм, yeαн Iт'ѕ мy нoυѕe! I тнιɴĸ ιт'ѕ тιмe тo ɢeт oυт Iт'ѕ мy ѕoυl; Iт ιѕɴ'т yoυrѕ αɴyмore! yeαн, I тнιɴĸ ιт'ѕ тιмe тo ɢeт oυт
xxxoυт oғ cнαrαcтerxxx((ooc))▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ wнeɴ - Timeline ↫xx wнere - place ↫xxxx wιтн - who ↫xxxxxx
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2018 1:52 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2018 9:12 am
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( Pureblood ■ Unsorted First Year ■ Harp Player ) ↫xx I ғeel yoυ ιɴ тнeѕe wαllѕ Yoυ're α cold αιr creepιɴɢ ιɴ, cнιll мe тo мy вoɴeѕ αɴd ѕĸιɴ I нeαrd yoυ dowɴ тнe нαll вυт ιт'ѕ vαcαɴт wнeɴ I'м looĸιɴɢ ιɴ. Oн, wнo leт yoυ ιɴ? Yoυ wαlĸ αroυɴd lιĸe yoυ owɴ тнe plαce Bυт yoυ ɴever ѕαy αɴyтнιɴɢ. I cαυɢнт yoυ wαlĸιɴɢ ѕтrαιɢнт тнroυɢн мy wαllѕ Gυeѕѕ ιт wαѕ αll мy ғαυlт, I тнιɴĸ I leт yoυ ιɴ
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Mera was just examining one of the coats when something just bumped on the behind, which made her drop it out of shock. "Bloody hell." Mera grumbled after coming to her senses, not exactly fond of feeling shocked of anything. She knelt down as she picked it up, then smoothed her skirt after doing so. She looked at the boy with blonde hair and amber eyes, who apologized like a weirdo. Not that it was a big deal, her uncle Laz was weird and Garnet also dated some weird girl at school. Either way, Mera gave him a confused look with an arched eyebrow. "It's your butt, control it next time," she told him flatly, then her stoic feature softened a bit, "Sorry, I just don't like people catching me off-guard. Are you a first year like me?"
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Never тнoυɢнт тнαт I woυld ғeel lιĸe тнιѕ Sυcн α мeѕѕ wнeɴ I'м ιɴ yoυr preѕeɴce I’ve нαd eɴoυɢн, тнιɴĸ yoυ've вeeɴ мαĸιɴɢ мe ѕιcĸ Goттα ɢeт yoυ oυт oғ мy ѕyѕтeм, yeαн Iт'ѕ мy нoυѕe! I тнιɴĸ ιт'ѕ тιмe тo ɢeт oυт Iт'ѕ мy ѕoυl; Iт ιѕɴ'т yoυrѕ αɴyмore! yeαн, I тнιɴĸ ιт'ѕ тιмe тo ɢeт oυт
xxxoυт oғ cнαrαcтerxxx((ooc))▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ wнeɴ - Timeline ↫xx wнere - place ↫xxxx wιтн - who ↫xxxxxx
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