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*    yki !!   replying  soon  ♡

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WHO'S  AFRAID  OF  LITTLE  OLD  ME, @7corpse :
            
            an  implication  is  not  enough.    i  want  her  head.   {  whether  this  grievance  is  an  exaggeration  or  not  remains  up  for  heavy  debate  as  she  settles  her  gaze  back  to  the  offender,   deep  red  lips  set  in  a  stern  line.   she's  not  the  least  bit  surprised  by  the  attention  her  partner  is  getting,   not  when  he  seems  like  a  muse  for  the  greats  in  each  possible  way,  but  knowing  the  reasoning  will  never  make  her  less  aggravated.   she  allows  herself  to  be  pulled  to  bowie's  side  with  (questionable)  ease,   looking  back  over  with  the  faintest  hint  of  a  deviant  grin.  }    indeed.   perhaps  it  would  be  better  off  if  she knew  who  to  avoid  y  (why).   

── ✦ @extranamuerte,  the look you gave her implied as much.ㅤ[it's a playful gest, a gentle smile residing upon bowie's lips as he gazes back toward the throngs of people enveloping the room. truthfully, though it doesn't show, he's grateful for dahlia's jealousy; not only is it immensely attractive, but it's also effective. one look from her could send even the strongest of soldiers running home to their mother's, and, for that, he feels as though he lucked out immensely with her. loosely, he snakes an arm around her waist, tugging her closer, a subtle way of telling the aforementioned girl, who still, even now, continues to watch the pair, who he belongs to.]ㅤdon't worry about her. she's stupid for even thinking she has a chance with me. 

WHO'S  AFRAID  OF  LITTLE  OLD  ME, @7corpse :
            
            it  (is).    {  as  though  her  words  are  cemented  in  truth  dahlia  speaks  with  a  fierce  confidence,   the  grip  she  maintains  on  bowie's  hand  tight  and  as  adoring  as  she  thinks  she  can  manage  in  this  situation.   without  a  doubt  she's  proud,   her  expression  portraying  every  miniscule  trace  of  the  emotion  regardless  of  how  her  chest  tightens  the  longer  she  remains  in  such  a  crowded  space.   his  happiness  means  more  to  her  than  comfort  does,   and  perhaps  that  is  why  she  falters  at  the  comment.   }    in  fact,   if  you  would  like  to  stay,   i  can  step  outside  for  a  breather.    ( .. )     this  is,   after  all,   your  biggest  crowd  yet.   you  should  enjoy  it.

── ✦ @extranamuerte,  [between the clamorous chatter filling the room, to the praises which had been rained upon not only him, but his bandmates as well, bowie didn't even feel the gentle tug of dahlia's delicate fingers upon his sleeve. once he does, though, he glances over, expression as bright and vibrant as it'd been all night, his happiness palpable.]ㅤright, yeah ─ sorry.ㅤ[he replies in an almost sheepish manner before retracting back from the crowd slightly, fingers coming up to lace with her own. truth be told, though he'd claimed over twenty minutes prior that the pair were leaving, he wanted nothing more than to stay. he's in his element, surrounded by people who love and care for him, and, for once, he isn't shying away from or brushing off the admiration being sent his way.]ㅤi'm just happy, y'know? this could be really good for the band. 
            
            /ㅤlowk hate this reply but we move :') 

WHO'S  AFRAID  OF  LITTLE  OLD  ME,  @7corpse :
            
            sí.   i  adopted  her  when  i  was  smaller..  hence  the  unoriginality.     {  with  piercing  eyes  that  cut  like  lances,  dahlia  watches  bowie  pet  gatita  like  she  is  a  fragile  alien  made  of  porcelain.    admittedly  enough,   she's  shocked  they  have  even  come  this  far;  gatita,   like  her  owner,   does  not  fare  well  with  new  people  or  unexpected  situations.   bowie  appears  to  not  only  be  a  new  case,   but  an  entire  exception  to  the  rule.  }    she  was  feral.    none  of  the  neighbors  could  tame  her,   so  she  was  going  to  become  a  reservation  cat.    ( .. )    i  suppose  i  took  their  surrender  as  a  challenge.
            
            *    need  to  lay  on  the  ground  about  them ,,  god ,,

── ✦ @extranamuerte,  gatita.ㅤ[bowie repeats, like he's testing out the name on his tongue, his lips curving into an ever so slight, involuntary smile at the sight sprawled out before him. his movements are gentle as he pets her, almost like he's attempting to coax her from her shell. eventually, he continues, gazing at the feline before himself with an almost childlike wonder, like he'd never before seen a cat, despite having countless at home.]ㅤwhen'd you get her? 
            
            /ㅤ&&. if i said this was foreshadowing ,, 

;  okay fine

/ㅤwas it something i said ☹️ 

;  can i say spam... + s3 maybe  ❕️

@7corpse 
            
            //SPAM MY SHIT (half-joking, only if you're willing) & maybe season 3 and as friendly as Bowie can get on Casey (':

── ✦ @hppierthnevr,  you think so?ㅤ[...]ㅤi like to think he's watchin' us from wherever he ended up. 
            
            /ㅤdo you hate me. genuine question. 

── ✦ @hppierthnevr,  not my fault.  :/  .. you're takin' forever and i  / really /  have to piss.