A convict with a thirst for revenge, a sharpshooter who can't walk away from a wager, a runaway with a privileged past, a spy known as the wraith, a heartrender using her magic to survive the slums, a thief with a gift for unlikely escapes, a ballet...
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"I can't hate you for getting everything we wanted, I just thought that I would be a part of it."
—The exit, Conan Gray.
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Arriving back home felt different to Trixie as she pulled open the door, hoping her mother wouldn't be too mad that she'd disappeared. In her defence, she left her a note telling her she was going to do something, nothing else detailed. Silently, she slipped off her shoes and pressed them by the door, continuing on into the house. It felt good to be back home and she couldn't wait to have a bath and wipe off this dried blood from her skin.
