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moving d over to @friday-night-city!

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Honestly yea it kind of is-

I'm glad you did though! :D

~ Slash anon

"Yeah...Haven't had my guard down like that in a while-"

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I noticed that- :D

~ Slash anon

"Heh, yeah...It is kinda weird how quickly I warmed up to ya-"

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I dont know honestly-

*the anon let go of Damien

I didn't expect to get this far

~ Slash anon

"...Pfft, well you did-" Honestly he just got reminded of his son-

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Pinned Post!

Amber spun the mic in her hands, humming as she glanced over at Pico. Pico fixed his jacket slightly before shooting a thumbs up at Amber, hitting the on switch. The music started, and Amber smirked to herself. "It's show-time!~"

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B sighed, slipping his jacket off before tossing it off to the side. It had been a real tiring day, with all the hits he had to pull off. Not to mention that stupid couple. He clenched his fist with a shake of his head. "B! You're home!" He glanced up before smiling slightly. Maybe things wouldn't be so bad though.

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"Aight...1, 2, 3, 4!" Whitty beamed, pulling his guitar out before strumming a solo. He sang along, submerging himself in the music. That was, until... "Whitmore! Keep your fucking voice down, geez-" "S-Sorry Hex-"

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Sunday slipped into the alley, letting out a sigh. God, she was so tired...Familiar steps made them glance over their shoulder, a smile on their face. "Ah, hey Rol." "Hello! You still up for watching me practice?" "Of course. I'd never miss it."

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I-

Ok I may be a child but no-

I know people lie alot even when they promise things- ^^

~ Slash anon

"...Fine. How else am I supposed to prove it to ya though?-"

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Good point

~ Slash anon

He just stares before chuckling slightly. "Would a pinkie promise prove it?-" He does those with his son </3

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Not until you prove your gonna 100% get help! ^^

~ Slash anon

"How do I prove that?-"

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I-

I didn't think that far ahead

*the anon is still holding onto bf- for some reason

~ Slash anon

"...Pfft, well then-" He stares a bit before sighing, "You can get off of me now by the way-"

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I-

Thats not helping your case

I'm staying until you either get professional help or tell me what is wrong

~ Slash anon

"...Fine, I'll get professional help then- Where could I even get professional help?-"

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I-

Blueberry-

Are you alright?

~ Slash anon

"Have I ever been?-"

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Ok I know I said blanent lies and all but I'm not stupid

You were on the ground and clearly more sad then scared

~ Slash anon

"...Can I just not be sad?-"

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Snowly knocks on the door with her feet, Sammi next to them. “ Hello.. Please let us in.. “

Damien glanced up, tilting his head before shuffling over to the door. "Who is it?" It was only slightly suspicious, considering she didn't get many visitors-

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You could literally tell me blantent lies and get me to leave dude

~ Slash anon

"...Fine. I just got startled is all-"

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would it be cringe if I added myself and miku to this blog yjfbgfjg-

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“ yo ok what’s up „ a medium tone slightly tall guy hits a camera to the floor after speaking. the paper pale person stand next to him staring, later saying, « I don’t think they can hear you sam.. » The guy, who’s name is apparently sam, puts a finger to the pales mouth.

“ well whatever give us a promo „

muse infos

mun info

rule things

pfp and reaction things by urgonic

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I-

Well-

Does that mean your gonna tell me or? ^^"

~ Slash anon

"...No-"