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Shadows settle on the place, that you left Our minds are troubled by the emptiness Destroy the middle, it's a waste of time From the perfect start to the finish line
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Mon-El is working a late night at the bar. He makes good tips and sometimes others pay him compliments to mend his fractured ego ( he pays no mind to them but it’s nice being complimented time and again ). As the brunette approaches him, he puts down the rag he was using to polish the bar top and whips it over his shoulder with a flourish. ‘ you’re not interrupting part of my job to help patrons here ‘ he gives her a small smile. ‘ I’m assuming you’re new, you’re in Jameson. ‘
her brows concaved , a breathy whimper falling past temperate lips and she could barely even think straight . eyes wearily slide down to the bar , mind bottled and trying to find reason with everything that has happened within the past twenty-four hours . perhaps she’s gone daft ; or induced in a copious amount of sleep. a surplus of moments pass before peering her gaze back towards the man , breathing in deeply . “ did you say something about being new ? i don’t understand i —————– “
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There’s a look of vexation lingering over poised features , book in hand with brows snapped into a firm arch . This whole situation has her boggled , and definitely not in a good way . Breath seeps past her lips as she flickers her head towards other occupying the room . “ excuse me , i don’t mean to interrupt but i seem to be incredibly lost ------- do you happen to know where it is we are ? “
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�� It felt like she had just woken from a dream , a dewy strain still spotted within her bright viridescent eyes . But everything was so real ; definite . Her chest heaves , breathing deep to feel the new air coral through her lungs , pining out towards the sun with a small quirked smile . This was a new day , and not another will be wasted playing pretend ; the masks off , tears and petty feelings of regret left behind . She couldn’t possibly go back . A voice snapped her back to reality ; leaving her day dreaming behind , books held tighter to her chest . ❝ can i help you ? ❞
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is that BETTY COOPER from RIVERDALE? i think they DO remember their past, but they look about SEVENTEEN. at first glance, SHE seem COMPASSIONATE yet NAIVE. (anna, 22, est)
is that HERMIONE GRANGER from HARRY POTTER? i think they DO remember their past, but they look about SEVENTEEN. at first glance, SHE seem(s) COGENT yet OBSTINATE. (anna, 22, EST)
BETTY .
OK so im going to a season two vibe, where betty is just scared shitless that all of her friends HATE her and things aren’t going to be the same for anyone. because making my characters lives hard is a kink of mine
betty is worried that the black hood is still around, regardless where she’s at.
she really just wants to love life again and be happy with her jughead and just ugh. allow the light to shine threw.
but im not giving her that bc im a jerk.
:)
HERMIONE .
hermione is the loml and i really wish i could make her life simple bc it’s never been so but im the worst and cant do that.
she’s currently eighteen and WOULD be in her seventh year at hogwarts. obviously as the plot goes that wouldn’t happen
listen she needs friends. specifically her friends that she is having a hard time finding.
i love her please plot with me
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Hermione Jean Granger ☞
❝Books! And cleverness! There are far more important things - friendship and bravery.❞
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