weepingwounds
; cb !! also make marty supreme anons pls im begging bc i made marty ...
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; cb !! also make marty supreme anons pls im begging bc i made marty ...
; cb !! also make marty supreme anons pls im begging bc i made marty ...
; cb !! missing him a lot
Sam sat forward, his large frame hunched slightly to make himself seem less intimidating. He offered a small, encouraging nod, his eyes searching theirs with a kind of weary understanding that usually made people open up.
"I know how this sounds," Sam said softly, his voice steady. "I know you're probably waiting for me to tell you that you imagined it, or that it was just the shadows. But I’m not going to do that." He paused, letting the weight of that sink in. "I believe you. And the more you can tell me—even the things that don't make sense—the better chance we have of stopping it. Can you try to walk me through what happened one more time?"
@weepingwounds Sam noticed the way Luciano’s fingers worried at his cuticles, the tell-tale sign of someone reaching their breaking point. He let out a soft, slow breath, purposefully relaxing his shoulders and leaning back to give Luciano some space. "It is enough, Luciano. Really," Sam said, his voice dropping to a gentle, grounding baritone. He offered a small, weary smile—the kind that said he’d been in that exact same seat before. "Look, I know this is a lot. I know it feels like I’m digging, but it’s only because people’s lives are on the line. I’m not here to grill you." He leaned forward just a fraction, catching Luciano's eyes with an earnest look. "If that’s all you’ve got, then we work with that. I just need you to breathe, okay? You're doing great. If anything else—even a tiny, 'meaningless' detail—pops up later, just let me know."
@puppyeyedboy luciano would open his mouth, yet it snapped shut again when he failed to think of what to say. "i do not know what you want me to say. i have told you everything i know. nothing more— is that not enough?" their head would tilt slightly, picking at his cuticles in a nervous tic.
“You.. you disappeared.. how dare you”
; cb !! i've been kinda mia </3
; cb !! drop too :3
; go look at @skatepucks and make him some sports besties !!
"What the hell is it that you want?" The raven-haired male was done with pretending that he didn't care about the person who was following him almost everywhere. Now he lost it and decided to talk to them directly. Sure, he noticed that no one else around him was noticing this... thing... person. Whatever it might be. But he was sure that he wasn't going crazy. He couldn't go crazy, right? Was his mind playing tricks on him now because of his insomnia? Was he going mad now? What if others would see him talking to the air? He hated being in a situation that he didn't have full control over.
"I can't stand having someone always behind me," he growled in displeasure and gave this person a very angry but still emotionless glare.
// I hope that alright ^^: //
a ghost , huh ? ( . . . ) didn't think i'd see one .
; cb !!! drop too <3
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