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“I’d like to see you try eyeliner with a.) unsteady hands and b.) one functioning eye. Nah, the bitch just hated my guts. She’s dead now, but Yk.”

Olive puts the pocket knife back in there pocket, then proceeded to lean on a near by wall of soem sorts. They peel at the polish on their nails.

“small world, you could say. I don’t really have anywhere to go. What about you? Shouldn’t you be dumped in a trashcan somewhere?”

They flicked the chipped pieces of nail polish at lows face. erm okay olive.

“What’s with the crappy hat, kid?”

Throws my oc at u

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“…crappy hat? Oh well, what are you? A model? Cuz you don't look like so.”

×she replied, a little annoyed.×

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They almost laughed

“well, his hat is ugly as shit. No. I was just insulting you. Some crazy bitch stabbed me in the eye.”

“What’s with the crappy hat, kid?”

Throws my oc at u

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“…crappy hat? Oh well, what are you? A model? Cuz you don't look like so.”

×she replied, a little annoyed.×

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“If I told you, you’d piss your pants screaming.”

They rolled their eyes, stuffing a hand in their coat.

Olive grinned once more.

“Oh, this old thing? Stabbed, crap hat. Can’t see shit out of it. But I can still see how ugly you are.”

Olive pulled out a pocket knife, wiping it off with their sleeve

“What’s with the crappy hat, kid?”

Throws my oc at u

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“…crappy hat? Oh well, what are you? A model? Cuz you don't look like so.”

×she replied, a little annoyed.×

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“Well, Thats why I asked?”

Their eye twitched slightly

“What’s with the crappy hat, kid?”

Throws my oc at u

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“…crappy hat? Oh well, what are you? A model? Cuz you don't look like so.”

×she replied, a little annoyed.×

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“appreciate the consideration. Really, I do. (Not). But nah. You wanna find out what I am?”

They smiled menacingly

“What’s with the crappy hat, kid?”

Throws my oc at u

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“…crappy hat? Oh well, what are you? A model? Cuz you don't look like so.”

×she replied, a little annoyed.×

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well..most of that ways extremely true. Their memories Hasn’t really been well, lately, considering the other things on their mind.

Olive visibly trembled. How could they forgot THR many people they nearly dragged down with? Choking them with their own worries and slip ups. Tragic, really.

“..does the truth really matter, if everyone else already believes the lies?”

Poem time??

“It’s so much easier to..just pretend. Everything’s smooth sailing. Fine. Going well. A-okay. Explaining your own problems and feelings takes too much.”

Olive perched themselves on the crate next to Sora, curled up in a ball. God, how childish.

Sora walked over to Olive and hugged him.

“…”

He was quiet…too quiet.

“Olive… are you scared of not seeing me again?…”

Wait…who the hell told him that?!

“And before you go thinking of names, it was Skipp that told me.”

Dammit Skipp-

“What happened two years ago was my fault, not yours! Ok? If I had been honest about my condition, none of this would’ve happened…”

@sw-au-ocs

The sudden embrace was quite a shock, actually. Hugs weren’t typically their thing, but they did accept it from certain individuals.

Anyways! They look at Sora with a fearful glimpse in their eye. It’s like their brain was flashing every traumatic moment all at once. PTSD, I suppose.

“ugh, that goddamn ray of light…”

Their feelings for Skipp had almost completely faded away. They realized they he and them were never a possibility.

“I know-! I know. It just- still. Feels like I’m responsible. For everything.”

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Hey Olive, do you secretly hate Sora for lying to you about his condition????

“..hate isn’t the word I’d use. Not for Sora, anyways. No, I don’t hate Sora. But I do hate some of his actions. Even if it wasn’t in his control.”

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“if only I actually died that time.”

They thought, frowning deeply. Anyways! Sora’s emotions had a certain..cling to them. Like hypnosis. They felt it personally hit them. Olive didnt wanna push him away, but they didn’t want him getting more hurt then he already was.

“Sora, please. I can manage my own guilt, okay? Im not that pathetic excuse I was a couple years ago. I don’t need any help.”

Olive brushed off Sora’s hands, taking a step back.

“I don’t want to close myself off, but every time. Every single time I open up, someone ends up getting hurt. Take my parents for example. Heh, look what the fuck happened to them. Deader then my will to live”

wow nice dark Humor there olive

Sora walked over to Olive and hugged him.

“…”

He was quiet…too quiet.

“Olive… are you scared of not seeing me again?…”

Wait…who the hell told him that?!

“And before you go thinking of names, it was Skipp that told me.”

Dammit Skipp-

“What happened two years ago was my fault, not yours! Ok? If I had been honest about my condition, none of this would’ve happened…”

@sw-au-ocs

The sudden embrace was quite a shock, actually. Hugs weren’t typically their thing, but they did accept it from certain individuals.

Anyways! They look at Sora with a fearful glimpse in their eye. It’s like their brain was flashing every traumatic moment all at once. PTSD, I suppose.

“ugh, that goddamn ray of light…”

Their feelings for Skipp had almost completely faded away. They realized they he and them were never a possibility.

“I know-! I know. It just- still. Feels like I’m responsible. For everything.”

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Hey Olive, do you secretly hate Sora for lying to you about his condition????

“..hate isn’t the word I’d use. Not for Sora, anyways. No, I don’t hate Sora. But I do hate some of his actions. Even if it wasn’t in his control.”

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ya like garlic bread¿¿

“it’s fine, I guess. Why do you care?”

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you deserve to suffer you deserve to suffer you deserve to suffer you deserve to suffer you deserve to suffer you deserve to suffer you deserve to suffer you deserve to suffer you deserve to suffer

btw tiktok audio reference

“Funny you need to mention that. Everyday is basically an endless cycle of suffer. So.”

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OLIVE I HAVED COME BACK

they groaned.

“Just my luck.”

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Sora walked over to Olive and hugged him.

“…”

He was quiet…too quiet.

“Olive… are you scared of not seeing me again?…”

Wait…who the hell told him that?!

“And before you go thinking of names, it was Skipp that told me.”

Dammit Skipp-

“What happened two years ago was my fault, not yours! Ok? If I had been honest about my condition, none of this would’ve happened…”

@sw-au-ocs

The sudden embrace was quite a shock, actually. Hugs weren’t typically their thing, but they did accept it from certain individuals.

Anyways! They look at Sora with a fearful glimpse in their eye. It’s like their brain was flashing every traumatic moment all at once. PTSD, I suppose.

“ugh, that goddamn ray of light…”

Their feelings for Skipp had almost completely faded away. They realized they he and them were never a possibility.

“I know-! I know. It just- still. Feels like I’m responsible. For everything.”

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I dont have another place to spread my hippy dippy shit olive

“Boohoo, cry about it.”

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“Be crimes, do gay.”

— Olive huchers, whatever fucking year they live in.

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...you... YOU ARE ME ME ARE YOU, WE ONE.

ok, well now this was really Getting go them. You could almost see visible flames forming above them. In other words, they weren’t completely over their anger issues. Clearly.

“yeah, okay wise guy. How about you fuck OFF, and go spread your hippy dippy shit somewhere else.”

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OLIVE EVRYTHING ITS A LIE DONT TRUST ANYONE

“Learned that the hard way, already.”