Pretty Lies ; Sander Sides ; Sleepceit

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Deceit tapped his pencil against the edge of his notebook quickly. "I wonder why..."

"Wonder why, what?" Emiles cheerful voice interrupted his thoughts,

"Nothing," Deceit snapped his notebook shut with one hand, sitting up out of his slouched position. "What are you doing here?"

"Just looking for Remus!"

"Probably in the imagination,"

"Y'know...speaking of Remus~" Deciet groaned.

"Not. My. Type. I've said this before,"

"Then what is your type?" Emile sat down, crossing his legs and tilting his head. "Because, I've only seen you try to date my boyfriend, and I don't appericate it." His tone turned cold. "Go for Remus,"

"I rather not, and you're delusional," Deceit brushed himself off as Emile stood up, his eyes widening. "Thanks for the inspiration," he muttered as Emile walked away, he opened his notebook and began to write.

The worm.

There once was a songbird, that everyone loved, but nobody cared to listen. They thought the songbird was perfect, but he too had sinned. He had a worm who he kept on a string and made him feel so bad.

Then the snake came along and tried to help the lad.

Remy was out of his room, so the first place he went, was to Deceits room. Sadly, the snake was not in there. But after a while of waiting, he showed up. "Remy?"

"De, what's up, gurl?" Remy sipped his Starbucks, waving.

"Care to explain,"

"Mmm, sure. I was bored." Remy shrugged, before noticing the worry on Deceits face. "What's with ya?"

"Emile-"

"I'm not gonna talk about him," Deceit hissed, steeping forward,

"He's abusive, Remy,"

"He's four foot nothing and a friendly lil therapist! If anything I'm the one in the wrong!"Deceit frowned, before slowly hugging Remy, the other melting into the touch.

"Sleepy time tea?" Deceit offered.

"Trying to put me to sleep I see," Remy teases, before nodding. Deceits room always smelled like lavender Anyways. He wasn't sure why but he wasn't complaining as he leaned back against the headboard, his coffee being replaced with warm tea, Deceits gentle hums putting him right to sleep.