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what?     (i picked it up from theo.)      no word of this to violet,   alright?       she’ll rush it to father in record time. 

in absolute mourning. flags were lowered, a mandatory uniform of black for weeks on end.            [how fortunate they were, the young. with artificial worlds redolent of orchids and pleasant, cheerful snobbery and orchestras which set the rhythm of the year, summing up the sadness and suggestiveness of purebred life in olden tunes. their embrace last no more than a minute and last a lifetime of lacrimoso.]            a statement ought to be published celebrating your return, safe and sound. to set the masses’ minds at ease. 

i would hardly call this an act   [he jested,  swiftly taking in his beloved friend in a quick gentle embrace.]    how was your travels with miss violet?  more importantly,   how utterly dull was england without me?     @simwng 

i can hear you.    come out, blaise. 

*       rarer than a blue moon sighting #tbh

*           our yearly comeback,     smooches u <333@simwng 

*      i wanna kiss you so bad rn