Prayingβ even though it's hopeless in our caseβ that none of these monsters dress up to blend in.
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/ god damn it is raining like a mf. AnyWay
on my birthday/oct 7, i wont be on for like. entire day or up til HHN starts π«‘
/ Okay was thinking thinking andd. I might just focus on a couple of threads to keep my sanity. But I will do unserious / banter on the TO. I just have a lot of threads and they are just slightly overwhelming. I'll see what I can get done maayybe today.
/ Hi I'm still here. I've just been lurking. Little to no sleep is kiIIing me because I'm just determined to get different things I want done done. I'll see about getting to replies tomorrow or Sunday. Not Saturday because I'm going to a meet up for a fan project for *
maybe he could wait for a little while. it wouldn't hurt their hunt. with deciding that, he slowly makes his way over. he stops beside her, leaning forward to try & read her face.
it's obscured by hair, so he looks away before down to seat himself next to her.
the thoughts were rampant. non-stop. so much to vent out, but he keeps it bottled, like always. yet this was also for the sake of not dumping it onto a stranger. it was his business alone; nobody else's.
he side-eyes him when he speaks up. huffing & puffing *
like a child ready to throw a tantrum. but he wasn't going to do that. it'd be pointless to.
he lets the back of his head thump against the tree, grimacing at the small pain that came with it.
he did need the company that wasn't dean's. it would make him less likely *













