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/  a reunion!!!!  we love to see it  <3 

 ⠀ ⠀ yeah ?    do tell. 　[ a pause to point at the ping pong table in the middle of the room, then the people around it. ] 　i’m about to go beer pong play with them,  afterwards i’ll see if anyone wants to donate blood to a good cause.    it’s the only way i get drunk.

@myvampyr      yeah.  actually,  i do have a type.   it’s not only about that,   i just wanna be safe that’s all.   *once he noticed her pout,   he couldn’t help but let out a chuckle.*  where is your drink?   

 ⠀ ⠀ i’ve seen over a thousand different kinds of men,  of course i have a type.    just like you i imagine. 　[ her head tilts as she pouts, ] 　it must suck having to be human with a weak liver.

/⠀oh he’s absolutely evil wtf ???  i’m so sorry bff ): i wish you good luck in healing 

@myvampyr   /   thank u bff <3   it hurts, bc he just threw away a whole year & two months :(  & he s my first love.  i do deserve better he told me he wish we never met, & he could find easily someone else.  i did nothing but care.  it’s whatever 

/⠀): i’m sorry bby, its for the best cause you deserve better, i’m here if you need me 

NO   !   its not me   ,   its a clone  !!  please get out  .  [   whining  ,  she forcefully took off her hat that ruined her long hair  .  clearly embarrassed  ,  and she never felt that way  .  ]   shut up  ,  i swear if you tell anyone i'll like  -  hurt you or something  ..  no i haven't  !  not my fault you dressed like a lamb as a kid  :D

@he4rtlust      riley?    is that you?!   no way..  am i dreaming?    [ he couldn’t help but chuckle,  rather amused.   a playful smile tugged onto his lips. ]     love that outfit.     now why would i tell anyone?   your my friend.   also, you’ve been making fun of me for years.     this is totally fair. :) 

@bearsfalls           [jasper stood still. his head tilting ever so slightly to the side. he just stared at dipper.        ‘he’ knew it would be best to just oblige.     no one can know. not yet.]        … yeah ,, yeah .       we better get going then . 

@fearstreats       [ he couldn’t help but laugh at the joke he’d made,  even in such a chaos situation like this.   ]   i can tell.  [  he seemed kinda shocked once he’d noticed the dried blood,  onto the other his arms but it wasn’t something he hadn’t seen before. ]     let me help,  get in the car.     if the police finds you like this, we’re screwed.     you can tell me all about it when we’re safe.   

@bearsfalls             well no shit — yeah . i just mean …  [ jasper tightly shuts his eyes as a flashlight shined on his face ,, he hissed]        i’m not edward from twilight i wont shine — i’m just pale .         [he attempted to joke ,, glancing at his arms that were covered with dried up blood and dirty]            … just needed an /escape/ . 

@fatalwaves      [  he stood a few paces behind him,    broad arms crossed, his brow furrowed as he watched the smoldering wreckage of the creature.    and for a moment, all he could do was stare at the charred remains. hazel eyes were narrowed, trying to make sense of what had just happened.  ]    you reacted without thinking? [ his voice was sharp, a little breathless from the fight, but there was no hiding the underlying frustration.  he shook his head,  brushing a hand through his mess of curls,  trying to collect his thoughts.  ].  you always do that.  you think throwing fire around is the answer to everything  [  the tension in his shoulders easing a little. he knew his friend. he knew that this wasn’t about reckless power, but something else, something that he didn’t always have words for. he looked at the creature's remains, as if somehow the ashes would explain things.    the silence hung a little longer before he’d noticed the switch, attempting to lighten the mood in that typical jake way.  ]     you’re insane. five burgers? more like five whole cows.    look,  that was close.we both know it.  i don’t need to be the voice of reason, but we can’t keep playing it so loose. every hunt is a gamble. we’re not invincible.   

hey!    not my fault.       [       he stood over the smoldering remains of the creature,      his breath coming in shallow gasps as the heat from the flames he’d unleashed slowly faded into the night air.      the monster’s twisted,   half-burned body curled up in on itself,   now nothing more than a pile of ash and charred remains.     he couldn’t remember the last time he’d fought something so vicious,    something so hell-bent on tearing them apart.      ]        at least it’s dead now, right?      [    yet the adrenaline was still there,   buzzing in his chest,   impulsive;     he’d reacted without thinking,    and now they were both left standing in the aftermath.   a silence.  as if it was nothing.  ]          anyhowww,  you hungry?     man.   that last gym session got me starving!!      i think,  i can eat..  five burgers.   or, ten.  

@fatalwaves      no  >:(    go away 

 ⠀ ⠀ you sure ?    this is your last chance for the friendship fuck of your lifetime.

@myvampyr     fine,   just a dinner.  and that’s it.  

 ⠀ ⠀ i get to decide if the apology is accepted,  therefore  / you /  owe me dinner.

난 오전 3시까지만 참으면 돼  ..  (just have to make it ‘til 3am)    ✩ [it’s one item.  just one,  and still met with eyes full of judgement——or maybe she was just tired .   nothing personal,   anything that happened after the eight o’clock——NIGHT TIME——mark saw that look.  because..    “   why are you even outside  ??    „      her internal monologue has a lot to say.        words that will never leave her mouth   ]        4,322.48  won.         (…)       three dollars.     [the look is there again,  knuckles tapping.. tapping.. tapping, waiting.]      will you give a donation to children who suffer from  raccoon fever  ?   /  @bearsfalls

@800-588-2300-HAN     um, yes.  sorry,  i got distracted by that painting.  [ he cleared his throat,   he placed the item onto the counter.   hazel hues scanned his surroundings.  a silent thought,  weird place.    he then roamed through his pockets for the money.  ]       ..how much was it again?    

[   her eyes softened as she watched him, the weight of his words settling in the space between them.   yet she wasn’t going to let him stay in that moment for too long,   giving his hand a little squeeze, her lips curling up into a playful smirk.    ]     so you are evil then, huh?     [    she said, her voice light with humor.    ]    i should’ve known.    ive been hanging out with a villain this whole time.     [   her expression giving him an exaggerated, dramatic look of mock horror.    ]     should  i start expecting your evil laugh at any moment?  [    a soft chuckle under her breath, the teasing tone lingering,  but there was something soft in it too, something that let him know she wasn’t judging. not at all.      just...   gently poking fun.     ]     you’re not horrible.  [  she added, her voice quieter, a little warmer.  ]   you’re just figuring it out. we all are.   [      her eyes meeting his with a look that was both lighthearted and full of something deeper, more real.   ]   seriously, if you were actually evil,  i’d have to reconsider this whole ‘hand-holding’ thing.   [    a tease, squeezing his hand once more for emphasis, but her smile lingered,    like she was hoping he could see that she meant every word.    ]  

@sourangelic      [   he let out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding the second her fingers curled around his.     her touch wasn’t tentative. it was sure, like she already knew he’d try to pull away, and she wasn’t letting him.  not out of force but out of something gentler. he glanced down at their hands, her thumb brushing the scar just below his knuckle,  a faint mark from a summer he barely remembered.  most people never noticed it.   most people didn’t look long enough.   her laugh caught him off guard,  the corner of his mouth tugged into a real smile, small, fleeting, but real.  ]    i guess i am.  [  he leaned more forwards,   their hands still tangled, his hand holding hers, delicately.   ]    we pines, kind of struggle with that.  feelings.  [  hazel hues flicked up to meet hers, more certain this time.  ]    but,  i’m trying.      i haven’t been a good person either.  so.  

[     she mirrored him,   the squeak of the swing cutting through the stillness in the park as she turned towards him.  listening,  in silent.  her brows knitted and instead of questioning him, she watched his hands dropped into his lap, she reached out without hesitation,    her own fingers, soft and steady as they wrapped around his.  his hands were rough, calloused in ways hers weren’t,   his palm dexterous and sturdied by hard labor,  the weight of responsibility far too early.    ]      it’s whatever?  [    her thumb brushed across one of the scars near his knuckle.      she held his hands like they were something worth anchoring.     a light hearted, chuckle.    ]      oh wow,   you’re really bad at this huh?       

@knittedmystery   /   yesssssssss