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song 'thoughts' author "talking"
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— song recommendation — Poison - Brent Faiyaz
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BLOOD RUSHED TO my face as my heartbeat went faster once i saw the girls' face. y/n? she looked at me with her eyes widened.
" s-sorry " i pursed my lips while gritting my teeth.
" i-it's ok... " she mumbled, slightly gasping. in the process of her walking away, she quickened her steps, making her figure turn smaller and smaller from my sight.
as her suffocating presence was completely gone from my senses, i finally freed my lungs were from the mental grip i had on it.
sighing deeply in confusion and guilt, i turned my direction and strode towards the harbingers, who were right outside of the large building.
they were drinking, smoking, vaping, talking shit, etcetera etcetera. like usual, irritating.
when i arrived by their table, i aggressively plopped down next to capitano, pick pocketing my vape out.
he had a curious look on his face, inspecting a vial from either the alchemy club, or a certain blue haired dumbass.
he rose a brow while side eyeing me, his corner lip tugging to form a small little annoying smirk as he inserted the vial in a stand.
he efficiently snatched a bottle of wine from columbinas hold, instantly chugging it down as the girl glared at him, gritting her teeth.
" whats up with you? " he wondered, making me roll my eyes. completely ignoring him, i stared into the abyss, spinning a pen i found.
" hes obviously emo again " arlecchino taunted in front of me, until she backed away and swatted her hand due to me blowing smoke to her face.
childe shook his head while evily cackling, " he was always emo "
i groaned in irritation as they just laughed it off ignoring my signs of protest.
