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@munsons ,   “ no !—-   it   was
            not   !     …      maybe   a   little 
            bit—    stop   laughing   !  ..”   001.

@unsurvived ,   tilting   his   head
            confusingly   ,,     was   that
            the   wrong   thing   to   say  ? 
            watching   their   actions   with 
            a   tiny   frown.        “ oh—-    uhm 
            / apologies /   ..”    he   answered 
            awkwardly   —    lifting   his   hands
            removing   their   own   from 
            their   face.        “ you   don’t   have 
            wrinkles—-    stop   searching.”
            tilting   his   head   back   enjoying 
            the   gentle   winds   blowing 
            against   his   ear.        “ you   seem
            stressed   though  ..”      the   cigarette 
            in   between   his   lips   making 
            his   words   a   mumble.    005.

@sonsrage      †  '  miss '    ??     .. (  she  turned almost   abruptly.    offense   written    on   her face   again     with   her  hand  subconsciously rubbing   at   her   cheek   this   time,  trying  to feel   any   sense   of     wrinkles     .       a    shrug and   she's    reaching    for    her   own    cigarette    again.    the    marlboro    box    half empty     )     ..  sixteen 

@unsurvived ,   blowing   the   smoke
            out   his   nose   shifting   where
            he   sat.        “ yeah   yeah    ..”   he
            replied   with   a   wave   of   his
            hand   dismissively.    “ between 
            us    ..”      tapping    his   finger 
            against   the   cigarette   dropping
            ashes.         “ I   am   currently 
            13       ..    you   ,,    miss   ?   ..”   Mason 
            blinked   at   them   through   he’s
            messy   curls   fanning   his   cheek.  004.

@sonsrage    /   
            
            
            oh  ,  right  right  ,  yeah  ,  thanks  . .  uh  – do  you  maybe  wanna  walk  to  class  with  me  ?  we  could  sit  by  each  other  or  something unless  you  '  re  skipping  .[   immediately  giving  a  smile  ,  eddie  grabbed  onto  Mason  '  s  hand  ,  clinging  onto  him  a  bit  as  he  tugged  on  the  boys  sweater  ,  pulling  him  down enough  to  place  a  gentle  kiss  on  his  lips  .  ]

@KASPBRAKK- ,   “ I   was   just 
            making   sure   you   had 
            everything   !—-    you   dropped 
            some   of   your   work   books 
            rushing   ..”     001.

@munsons ,   “ uh   / yeah /   if
            you   stop   pestering   me—-
            jeez   ..   and   stop   staring ! ..” 001.

╱    hope  you  feel  better  !   &&
            yes  you  may  -  I  need  it .   I’ll 
            send  it  through  pms   <33  ! 

@sonsrage    /   of  course  of  course  ,  love   !   mine  has  been  decent  —  i  '  ve  been  sick  literally  all  week  so  :')  also  also  mind  if  i  drop  fluff  ?  just  to  make  up  for  the  angst  <  /  3   (  and  aswell  as  that  do  you  maybe  have  discord ?  :eyes:  i  wanna  be  able  to  annoy  you  on  a  daily  basis  <33  )

╱  thanks  deary   ; (    how  have 
            your  day  been  ?    : D  better 
            than  mine  I  hope .

@-drvgz ,    without   hesitation   he 
            nodded   ,,    not   saying   WHY 
            deciding   to   keep   that   one 
            to   himself.    it’s   not   the   first 
            person   he   killed.    mason 
            took   a   glance   at   the   fringe 
            grimacing  ,,    pulling   out   a
            granola   bar    from   his   bag 
            pocket.     “ you   need   a   snack 
            or   something    richie  ?  ..”
            letting   the   small   name   slip 
            he   tossed   the   small   snack 
            to   them   —    not   caring   about 
            where   it   went   just   hope
            they   caught   it.    “ / thanks / ..”
            cleansing   his   hands   the    best 
            he   could   he   hummed. 
                  “ maybe   ?    ..      though 
            that   all   depends   if   the   person 
            who   called   ,,    saw   me   escape..
            which   could   be   a   possibility..”
            thinking   his   hands   are   good 
            enough    —    he   reached   his 
            hand   out   for   the   cigarette.   005.

“You killed someone?” He questioned as he opened the fridge. There was still nothing he didn’t know why he bothered checking. He didn’t give him a big reaction…honestly right he crowd he hung around it was normal, but from a little kid? “Here, use this, don’t want you getting that shit all over the place,” he tossed over a hand towel as he sat himself down on one of the chairs across from the boy. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes, wasting no time in lighting one for himself, exhausting smoke from his nose. “They know what you look like?”
            
            [@sonsrage]

@-drvgz ,  turning   his   attention 
            to   the   male   he   huffed 
            with   a   eye   roll.    “ it   was
            for   my   safety.”    he   murmured 
            before   nodding   a   bit   at 
            the   name.     “ mason.”    he 
            replied   clutching   his   itchy
            sweater   sleeve.    “ just..   something 
            happened.    i   freaked   out 
            and   left.   guess   someone   
            called   the   cops   after   finding 
            the   body.”  he   replied   nonchalantly 
            scratching   the   dried   up   blood 
            off   his   pale   palms.   “ fucker 
            deserved   it.”     getting   comfortable 
            where   he   sat   ,,    the   boy 
            leaned   back.   “ any   more 
            questions   ?   ..”     eager   to   answer 
            just   to   take   his   mind   off
            things.     004.