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BASTILLEPRISONER AURELIUS
BY THE GRACE OF THE FIRE AND THE FLAMES
[ every time i try to respond to this i get interrupted so catch me deadass just hitting “send” mid post if someone comes @ me smdh ]
Bastille smirked full force when she turned to him, and he noted the lack of anger in her aura. So, playing with her didn’t piss her off: he’d assumed a 50-50 chance of that spitfire rudeness coming out and decided it was a risk he was willing to take. [b]”Oh, I’ll sleep so much better. You have no idea how much the despair of waiting on your acceptance has eaten at me,” he said seriously, before shooting her an amused look. Bast laughed, short and entertained, adding, ”Where’s the fun in that? I always use death as an excuse to pretend I’m suddenly a good person.” He winked and added, ”The confusing existential crisis of trying to figure out what the fuck happened to you is way less distracting if you decide to just call it spiritual cleansing. Welcome back, Carolina 2.0.”
Bastille smirked full force when she turned to him, and he noted the lack of anger in her aura. So, playing with her didn’t piss her off: he’d assumed a 50-50 chance of that spitfire rudeness coming out and decided it was a risk he was willing to take. [b]”Oh, I’ll sleep so much better. You have no idea how much the despair of waiting on your acceptance has eaten at me,” he said seriously, before shooting her an amused look. Bast laughed, short and entertained, adding, ”Where’s the fun in that? I always use death as an excuse to pretend I’m suddenly a good person.” He winked and added, ”The confusing existential crisis of trying to figure out what the fuck happened to you is way less distracting if you decide to just call it spiritual cleansing. Welcome back, Carolina 2.0.”
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Honey, you're familiar, like my mirror years ago, Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword, Innocence died screaming; honey, ask me, I should know, I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door. [b][sup]▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃[/sup][/b]