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ₛₜₐₜₑₘₑₙₜ ₍ ₁ ₎ ᜰ MATTHEW SCOFFS when aurelia speaks. not sinners, hah. we all are. maybe that was the beauty of humanity. all the mistakes &⃨ faults. sometimes, it’s a hard thing to grasp that jesus himself was made of flesh the same flesh &⃨ blood we bleed. we all bleed, but he’s the only one who always forgives. it’s a shame. ❲ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ⁿᵒᵗᵉ⠘ matthew shifts away &⃨ aurelia’s heart races, spiking each second. ᵉⁿᵈ ⁿᵒᵗᵉ‧ ❳ HE WANTED TO RUN AWAY FROM THIS UGLY FEELING EATING HIM UP INSIDE, he could not face the goddess within aurelia &⃨ THE VERY GOD he prays to every night, burying his knees into cold, leather, pews. matthew runs from the very god he cannot grasp, and also runs towards him for understanding. what a silly game.❲ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ⁿᵒᵗᵉ⠘ aurelia is easy to read, she’s confused, &⃨ obviously conflicted on the next step. where should they go from here? ᵉⁿᵈ ⁿᵒᵗᵉ‧ ❳ THE HELM that protects matthew from the elements suddenly feels too tight, &⃨ too warm. he needed to get away.
ₛₜₐₜₑₘₑₙₜ ₍₂₎ ᵒʳᵈᵉʳ ⁱⁿ ᶜᵒᵘʳᵗ‧ ᜰ MATTHEW TAKES A FEW MORE STEPS BACK ⁽ ᵗⁱᵖ, ᵗᵃᵖ ⁾ paranoia is gnawing away at his gut &⃨ aurelia is unfortunately caught up in this ugly storm. he would make it up to her later, matthew could promise her that.
⧼ S͟T͟A͟R͟T͟ ͟Q͟U͟O͟T͟E͟ ❛ I̲⃨ ─┈ I need to go Solaris. Sorry, it’s my fault ⁽ ᵘʰᵐ ⁾ patrol is over for tonight. Please, take care of yourself. I⃨’⃨m⃨ n⃨o⃨t⃨ s⃨u⃨r⃨e⃨ i⃨f⃨ we should talk or meet again anytime soon. I need time, time alone. N⃨o⃨ e⃨r⃨e⃨s⃨ t⃨u⃨, s⃨o⃨y⃨ y⃨o⃨ . ⁽ ⁱᵗ’ˢ ᵐᵉ, ⁿᵒᵗ ʸᵒᵘ‧ ⁾ Our regular coffee date is uhm, off too. (…) It’s late. Head home, I’ll (..) I’ll walk you home. ❜ E͟N͟D͟ ͟Q͟U͟O͟T͟E͟