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                 A bomb went off at his left side

                 He can’t hear a thing and his vision went                  blurry. He leaned onto the nearest building.                  --- He’s gonna black-out. 

  “can you move?” 

          he asked, his arms supporting his           body,  helping  him  up on his feet. 

          “does it hurt?”

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               “People wouldn’t be looking for me if I moved away.                  You wouldn’t call me stupid, if that was the case.”

          “Well if that’s the case, that’s not what you call                 running away. It’s called moving away.”

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                    “But they can’t. They would have to go back home.                           I can. I had a choice to never come back.”

             “In that age, I never thought that you’d ever             even think of running away. Only kids do that.”

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                   “Running away? I know.”

          “Now that’s just stupid.”

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The music passed through his ears and the lyrics embraced his thoughts, even though he tried to block it out. Aaron didn’t want it. He sipped again. Cold beer flowed in between his lips as he tilted his second bottle up and it tasted more bitter than how it was before.

When the song ended, his thoughts still doesn’t seem to be f r e e. The same voice, clearer now, came closer. Maybe to remind him again of reality through the last few hours of the night.

     Tell me I’m your baby, and you never leave me. Tell me that you’ll kiss me forever. Whisper that you love me. Have you ever leave me? Be mine … 

     SINGING ALWAYS MAKE her feel happy. It’s her p a s s i o n. If her parents knew about this, they would be so DISAPPOINTED with her. But tonight, she’s going to do this for her own happiness.

     It was just a small gig that her classmate offered her. After a few lyrics, when the song finally ended, she decided to rest for a bit. She made her way to the bar, not to get drunk but to drink some water. “One water please.”

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// @gloomydisaster

GOING TO A BAR ALONE in the city that never sleeps and ordering a drink to have a reason to stay while waiting for nothing in the night that will soon end. What’s sadder than that? 

                    “Bartender.” He emotionlessly called out, slightly raising the empty bottle in his hand. What's more, to lose? 

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❝ You’ve helped a l o t of victims here tonight. -- How do you feel about that? ❞  

▒▒ ╳ ❛ &   aaron.

“You weren’t expecting this, were you?”

      ❝ After almost two decades of being a HUGE d i s a p p o i n t m e n t                            to my parents, I’m gonna say that I’m not. ❞  

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“Because I have to -- you shouldn’t be here.”

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Send me a ⇛ for my muse to react to your muse pointing a gun at them

“Shit! What the hell are you doing? Why are you doing this?”

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+ sercndiipiity

“You weren’t expecting this, were you?”

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perdiditx:

       She did the instructions he gave her very well. Well-           if it wasn’t for her oh so boring & not very helpful           assistance, she would have done it in just a matter           of seconds. Unfortunately, it’s not. Instead, she            opened the wrong light switch.

           The hall lit up. 

           Aaron got up and cautiously made his way to the            light switch, not wanting to embarrass himself even            though it was completely dark. He stopped in front            of the other and reached for the switch behind her.            When the light came on, he returned back to his            seat.

                            “You're trying to sneak out.”, he spoke first.

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Send “Who did this?” for your muse to discover my muse with a black eye or a busted lip

Potential TW warning

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                        "Light switch. Behind you."            His head was resting on one hand, elbow on            top of the table, as he waited for the light to            flash mercilessly on his restless and baggy            eyes.

          She quickly turned her heel towards where           the voice was and searched it  in  the  dark.           Her blue pair of hues glued in the darkness. 

                                           “Uh no… Sorry.”

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                “That’s not working well for you, is it?”

       It wasn’t that cliche... on second thought, it was.        Dark room, creaking floors? He may be creepy        sitting alone in that table, but at his defense, he        got thirsty and it wasn’t his fault the other was        trying to secretly sneak out.

          mysticvictor.

              too dangerous to walk alone in the dark, huh?                                          just like a scary movie? 

     ‘AISHA, WHEN YOU HEAR a creaking sound, don’t go         for Christ’s sake.’ She reminded herself. It was her first        time to sleep over, over her friend’s house. And the first        vibe she felt was this.  What the hell was that all about?

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∞

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Send ∞ for my muse’s reaction to yours gently taking their hand.

                   A smile appeared on his features as warmth                    replaced the bareness of his hand. It was one                   of the little things he loved. He gripped it tightly,                   not wanting to ever let go. 

          “Great timing there, little Nightingale.” 

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"we're not splitting up again."

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the walking dead sentence meme.

                   “What are you saying, El? Of course we’re not.”

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bEA I REMADE ELEANOR SO YOU HAVE TO LOVE ME NOW TBH B)

( NO WAY AHSHSHAJJSJSJAJAKABHH SCHOOL STARTED BUT I DONT REALLY CARE THAT IT STARTED. IM TEMPTED TO GET BACK ON RPING BC OF THIS )

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if by my life or my death i can protect you

                              i will