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Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2019 11:04 am
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Been traveling in packs that I can't carry anymore
Been waiting for somebody else to carry me
There's nothing else there for me at my door
All the people I know aren't who they used to be
Sαłeм'š Ałυм ▨ Mυggłeвøяи ▨ Tħeαтeя Aššıšтαит
☯⚝ϟ Puck was feeling nauseous about the conversation she was about to have with Dris and she didn't know if it was from anxiety or from the main reason behind the talk. Since Dris had moved into his own apartment, she'd been a regular visitor staying for sometimes days at a time and continually leaving bits and pieces of herself behind. She was sure she had her own drawer of charcoal supplies in his studio, she knew a good chunk of her favorite clothes were here (including some that were actually his sweaters but semantics), her shoes, some of her actual work papers, etc. The only things she pretty much left at her mom's was stuff too big to easily hide in the space. It was one thing to put a favorite pot in the kitchen, it was entirely something else to bring in a favorite chifforobe. Still, with all her time spent here, they had spent split time between unpacking, setting stuff up, and-ahem-christening different areas of his new place; which is probably how they ended up in this situation. Her periods had been spotty when she was in her teen years deciding to come and go as they pleased, up until she moved to the UK and her mom's got her onto their healthcare where her birth control pills were free. Once on the pill, her period straightened up like a brat at military camp and she'd never had an issue. Until she noticed a few days ago that she had missed about two doses.
She didn't think much of it except when her usual start date passed with nary a cramp or whimper that she started to panic. She bought two tests and gotten..confused. One said she was pregnant and the other said she wasn't and...ovulating? So she called and scheduled an appointed to really and truly check if she was but she figured it would be a good idea to at least warn tell Dris before anything officially happened. Puck hadn't even texted him that she was coming over like she usually did because she was still trying to think of what exactly she was going to say and had been distracted pretty much all day at work.
Now that she was about to apparate, any scripts she might've had fled and she was left floundering and wondering if she could run home and just snapchat him the news. Dammit, she was a big girl, she got herself into this (literally) she could accept the maybe consequences! So she sighed and apparated to her boyfriend's living room before she could chicken out and lightly cooed at the first cat she spotted. "Dris? You home yet?" she called out
And if I try to change my life one more day
There would be nobody else to save
And I can't change into a person I don't wanna be, so
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Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2019 11:00 pm
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xx⇴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Home
xxx⇴ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Puck
xxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Love and Cuddles
xxxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? Glad I had time to shower...
Dris had been having fun in the past few weeks. He had his very own apartment where Puck was... slowly moving in. He was pretty sure that he'd eventually have to rearrange his furniture. Luckily he didn't mind a bit. He'd already added a little bassinet and a bunch of other baby stuff for little Stevie. He was already wildly in love with the tiny girl. It was a really good thing he had a ton of family members that had babies, so he was already pretty good at all the stuff involved.
Today, he'd been at practice, then got home in time to shower and make lunch. He was halfway through a big bowl of macaroni when he heard the sound of someone apparating into his living room. With a small huff, he ate faster, wondering who it was. Most likely it was Puck, but it could be Laili... or any of the parents. No one sounded panicked, so he ate the last bite and took a sip of his butterbeer. Just as he was about to put his dishes in the sink, he heard Puck's voice ring out. A grin slipped onto his face, the tall man headed toward her.
"Hey beautiful. You caught a good time I just got home and... y'know... showered." He grinned, gesturing to his still damp hair. After a second, he realized she didn't look as happy as normal. He stepped over and wrapped his arms around her, before gently placing a kiss atop her head. "Hey, is everything okay? You look a little... sad." He looked at her, hoping she wasn't upset with him.
I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏsᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀs ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀɴᴋᴇᴛs ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴇᴅʀᴏᴏᴍ ꜰʟᴏᴏʀ.Aɴᴅ I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀʏ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʜᴏsᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜɪᴅᴇs ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜᴇs ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʟᴏsᴇᴛ ᴅᴏᴏʀ.I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴇᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀss ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙᴇɴᴅs ʙᴀᴄᴋ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴇᴇᴛ.Aɴᴅ I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴜᴇ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴀʟʟᴇʏ ᴠɪᴇᴡ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏʀɪᴢᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏꜰᴛᴏᴘs ᴍᴇᴇᴛ.Iꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ I sᴜᴘᴘᴏsᴇ I ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙʟᴇᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀs ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴɪɴɢ sᴛᴀʀs.Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ɢᴏ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪsʜ ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ, ᴡʜᴇʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ, ᴍʏ ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ. |
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Posted: Wed Jul 03, 2019 10:45 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 03, 2019 11:07 am
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xx⇴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Home
xxx⇴ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Puck
xxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Love and Cuddles
xxxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? Glad I had time to shower...
Dris looked at Puck, accepting her hugs and cuddles. After a moment, she said she wasn't sad, but worried. She was afraid for how he was going to take... what? He lifted an eyebrow at her, waiting nervously for her to continue. Once she did, he froze a bit. She was late? Oh... Oh... Apparently home tests were wonky and she was scared. That made sense, especially given that they weren't exactly... ready for a baby of their own. He exhaled heavily, then drew Puck into his arms. She needed comforting, and secretly, he was worried too.
"Alright... um... don't worry. We can go to a doctor and get an official... test done. Um, then, if it's negative, we'll just... be more diligent... um... going forward. And if it's positive..." He paused, drawing in a nervous breath. He absolutely did not want to say something stupid, as he usually did when he was nervous. "We can... we'll get married, get a house... and be the best parents ever... I think. Right?" He looked at her, biting his lip to try and prevent any worries from spilling out. She needed him to be confident and prepared, not nervous and jittery.
I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏsᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀs ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀɴᴋᴇᴛs ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴇᴅʀᴏᴏᴍ ꜰʟᴏᴏʀ.Aɴᴅ I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀʏ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʜᴏsᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜɪᴅᴇs ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜᴇs ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʟᴏsᴇᴛ ᴅᴏᴏʀ.I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴇᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀss ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙᴇɴᴅs ʙᴀᴄᴋ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴇᴇᴛ.Aɴᴅ I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴜᴇ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴀʟʟᴇʏ ᴠɪᴇᴡ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏʀɪᴢᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏꜰᴛᴏᴘs ᴍᴇᴇᴛ.Iꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ I sᴜᴘᴘᴏsᴇ I ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙʟᴇᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀs ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴɪɴɢ sᴛᴀʀs.Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ɢᴏ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪsʜ ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ, ᴡʜᴇʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ, ᴍʏ ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ. |
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Posted: Wed Jul 03, 2019 4:46 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 03, 2019 11:07 pm
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xx⇴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Home
xxx⇴ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Puck
xxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Love and Cuddles
xxxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? Oh boy
Dris was trying to plot out their next steps. What were they supposed to tell their parents? "Hey, we were doing it and whoops"?! What would they say?! Oh god. What if her moms already knew? They'd murder him! Oh god oh god oh god. He continued his embrace, gently rubbing Puck's back. If nothing else, he wanted her to be as calm as possible. If they were pregnant.... well, they'd figure it out. Chance and Chrys were doing a great job, and there wasn't a reason he and Puck couldn't do the same. He let out a shaky exhale, then squeezed his girlfriend a little tighter.
The plan wasn't exactly well thought out, sure, but parts were easily adjusted. They didn't need a house right away, after all, there was plenty of space here. Also, they could always just... have a quick marriage at the Ministry while they planned a big thing. After a moment, she said she'd already made an appointment, so he nodded. It was probably better for her to set all that up, since he only knew a few healers and he was pretty sure she'd find that awkward. Plus, he'd never exactly planned a doctor appointment for... well anything of the sort.
Unfortunately, right afterward, she told him he might be moving along too fast. "I mean... yea, maybe. We can always live here. It's got three rooms, so there's plenty of space. Plus babies don't take that much room. And a wedding doesn't have to be anything special. We can get married at the Ministry, then always plan some big shebang for later." He looked at her, wondering what she was thinking. Her voice seemed a bit defensive, and the last thing he wanted to do was upset her. "I don't... I mean we can go in more detail, obviously. Like... wedding plans and stuff take a lot of planning. Like... I dunno, a lot. But! We've got lots of family and friends that will gladly help us out. And they'll be proud of us for making the right choices ya'kno?" He grinned, thinking himself finally good at saying words that didn't make him seem like an a*****e.
I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏsᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀs ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀɴᴋᴇᴛs ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴇᴅʀᴏᴏᴍ ꜰʟᴏᴏʀ.Aɴᴅ I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀʏ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʜᴏsᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜɪᴅᴇs ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜᴇs ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʟᴏsᴇᴛ ᴅᴏᴏʀ.I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴇᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀss ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙᴇɴᴅs ʙᴀᴄᴋ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴇᴇᴛ.Aɴᴅ I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴜᴇ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴀʟʟᴇʏ ᴠɪᴇᴡ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏʀɪᴢᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏꜰᴛᴏᴘs ᴍᴇᴇᴛ.Iꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ I sᴜᴘᴘᴏsᴇ I ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙʟᴇᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀs ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴɪɴɢ sᴛᴀʀs.Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ɢᴏ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪsʜ ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ, ᴡʜᴇʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ, ᴍʏ ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ. |
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Posted: Thu Jul 04, 2019 10:42 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 04, 2019 11:02 am
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xx⇴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Home
xxx⇴ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Puck
xxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Harsh Discussion
xxxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? Wait... what?
Dris was trying to come up with the next steps in his plan. It all hinged on the test results. Was he ready for this? Was she? What would his parents think?! Wyatt would probably be calm, but disappointed... but Milo was a wild card. He'd either be supportive and helpful... dramatic and weepy... or worse, some horrible combination. Dris squeezed Puck again, this time biting his lip as the thoughts rolled around in his head. They were going to have to face the music, unfortunately, but at least they'd have each other. The two of them were smart and... good. They could figure this all out, if only they worked together.
Unfortunately, it was about that time that his "well thought out" words backfired. Apparently she wasn't nearly as enthused. He watched her face fall for a moment, then she pushed herself away. He looked confused as she spoke, harshly mimicking the words he'd only just spoken. He had thought he was doing what was supposed to be done.... wasn't he? He'd always grown up with that belief... but now he wasn't sure. "Puck, it's not like that! It's... it's.... that's... I don't know! That's what I'm supposed to say, isn't it?! I... what..." The sharp reds in her tone were foreign to him, because even when annoyed the hues weren't that sharp. He was startled and afraid his whole world was about to change in ways he wasn't prepared for.
I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏsᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀs ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀɴᴋᴇᴛs ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴇᴅʀᴏᴏᴍ ꜰʟᴏᴏʀ.Aɴᴅ I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀʏ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʜᴏsᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜɪᴅᴇs ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜᴇs ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʟᴏsᴇᴛ ᴅᴏᴏʀ.I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴇᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀss ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙᴇɴᴅs ʙᴀᴄᴋ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴇᴇᴛ.Aɴᴅ I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴜᴇ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴀʟʟᴇʏ ᴠɪᴇᴡ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏʀɪᴢᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏꜰᴛᴏᴘs ᴍᴇᴇᴛ.Iꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ I sᴜᴘᴘᴏsᴇ I ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙʟᴇᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀs ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴɪɴɢ sᴛᴀʀs.Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ɢᴏ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪsʜ ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ, ᴡʜᴇʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ, ᴍʏ ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ. |
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Posted: Thu Jul 04, 2019 3:59 pm
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Been traveling in packs that I can't carry anymore
Been waiting for somebody else to carry me
There's nothing else there for me at my door
All the people I know aren't who they used to be
Sαłeм'š Ałυм ▨ Mυggłeвøяи ▨ Tħeαтeя Aššıšтαит
☯⚝ϟ Puck knew he might not have meant it to come across the way it did; Dris wasn't the type to be needlessly insensitive, especially on such a serious subject like this. But it didn't change that to her, it felt like it wasn't that they might love each other or that they just wanted to be a family but that it was "the right thing to do" to get married rather than have their supposed baby out of wedlock that was causing her hackles to rise. "There's no right or wrong answer to this situation! You're treating this whole thing like-like it's just another step or something. You could've said let's get married because you wanted to or let's move in because we belong together, not because we're 'supposed to'! Not because 'it's the right choice' or whatever bullshit for a baby! A baby, I might add, that has yet to be confirmed." Suddenly, she didn't want to be here anymore. Like the apartment had suddenly become claustrophobic between her boyfriend's thoughtless words and her own. "If we're-if I'm having a baby, I would've wanted you to be there because you wanted to, not because you thought you had to. I thought you'd be better than him-!" Puck shook her head. Nope, definitely not going down that route. "I'm just gonna head home. Don't, just, I need some space ok?" she didn't look up to meet his eyes and absentmindedly wiped at her own before turning and apparating away. When she arrived in her own living room, she sat down on her carpet and wondered how she had messed up so royally in just under fifteen minutes. New ******** personal best.
And if I try to change my life one more day
There would be nobody else to save
And I can't change into a person I don't wanna be, so
Oh, it's Saturday night, yeah
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Posted: Fri Jul 05, 2019 12:41 am
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xx⇴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Home
xxx⇴ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Puck
xxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Harsh Discussion
xxxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? Wait... what?
Dris was frantic with the thoughts firing around in his head. He and Puck were having a moment of... worry. There was a very real chance they were about to become parents, but he was terrified all was wrong. He was convinced he'd been saying only the right words. Of course, the anger firing in her eyes said so much differently. He was about to speak again, but his thought was cut short by her words.
He cowered a bit as she admonished him, the taller male shrinking down in fright. She scolded his words, the thought that he didn't think deep enough. She pointed out that he may have phrased his thoughts wrong. "Wait.. n-no... that's not what..." He froze, trying to figure out the actual correct words to say.
While he was floundering, she spoke again. When she changed the "we" to "I", he felt his heart break a bit. Did that mean she didn't want him to be there with her for this?! He couldn't just stand by and let her go through this on her own! When she said she thought he was better than him, he immediately realized the gravity of his own stupid words. She was comparing him to her idiot father, and he hated himself for it. She said she needed space, and he frowned deeper. "Wait! No--!"
He froze in place, hand still outstretched toward where she had been. "B-but....." All at once, the sharp realization that she might not come back hit. What had he done? The lanky man sank down, ending in a sit on the floor. All the words he should have said curled up inside his head. He should have tried better to reassure her, to hold her and let her know he'd be there no matter what. And now... he was here alone and she was.... not with him. He slumped forward, resting his forehead into the soft carpet. Maybe, just maybe, he could figure out a way to fix this.
I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏsᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀs ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀɴᴋᴇᴛs ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴇᴅʀᴏᴏᴍ ꜰʟᴏᴏʀ.Aɴᴅ I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀʏ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʜᴏsᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜɪᴅᴇs ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜᴇs ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʟᴏsᴇᴛ ᴅᴏᴏʀ.I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴇᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀss ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙᴇɴᴅs ʙᴀᴄᴋ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴇᴇᴛ.Aɴᴅ I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴜᴇ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴀʟʟᴇʏ ᴠɪᴇᴡ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏʀɪᴢᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏꜰᴛᴏᴘs ᴍᴇᴇᴛ.Iꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ I sᴜᴘᴘᴏsᴇ I ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙʟᴇᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀs ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴɪɴɢ sᴛᴀʀs.Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ɢᴏ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪsʜ ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ, ᴡʜᴇʀᴇᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ, ᴍʏ ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ. |
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