09-10-2018, 12:05 AM
[div style="margin-top: 30px; text-align: center; font-family: timesnewroman; font-size: 35px; color: white;"]pierce parker
☀ — just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me
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"Ilijas," purred Pierce in a kind greeting, dainty paws carrying him in the direction of the younger man with the beginnings of a smile tugging at his lips. At even a passing glance, Ilijas looked tired, and he'd been gone for a little while now. Was he okay? Pierce couldn't help but be at least slightly worried for the other tom, even despite the fact that they weren't really friends- hell, he didn't think they'd ever even had a private conversation. Of course, Pierce being Pierce, he cared for quite literally everyone, whether he wanted to or not, and Ilijas was certainly no exception. "Are you doing okay? It's been a while." He hoped the other hadn't run into any trouble, or anything.
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