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malyen OFFLINE   Forum Posts: 195 |
Posted: Wed, 01/11/2023 18:33 (1 Year ago) |
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"I guess that's two votes then. What do you think Idris?" He stared at him. "The hell do you mean, 'what do I think'? I came up with the freakim' idea of having a meeting, and the whole 'dreamwork makes the teamwork'-type crap, dumbass." He rolled his eyes. "Yeah, whatever. Just don't let Saeko anywhere near me, if they know what's good for them." " 'Kay?" He flashed a grin. [Read more] |
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malyen OFFLINE Forum Posts: 195 |
Posted: Sat, 28/10/2023 15:32 (1 Year ago) |
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"Well... All I can really think of to do is... Maybe we could gather everyone together and theorize about various ways we could attempt escaping this place. Monokuma has probably-" he coughed- "accounted for every single one and stopped us from getting out of here at all, but... Maybe it couldn't hurt to try. Sure. Maybe he has alarm mechanisms that kill people when triggered but... That might not be as entertaining to him?" He nodded. "Good idea. We should like, hold a 'meeting' of sorts, and discuss what we can do. But..." Idris paused. "Are you sure we can trust everyone with our ideas? What if someone snitches to Monokuma?" "I-- look, Idris, I get it. It's just... Eh, I don't know. Maybe we could all just give up. That just seems kind of like a waste of human life and resources." "Mm. I don't wanna waste my life away here....I guess." "...okay. I guess I won't either." He gave Darcy a thumbs up. "So. What now?" [Read more] |
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malyen OFFLINE Forum Posts: 195 |
Posted: Fri, 27/10/2023 21:43 (1 Year ago) |
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"I know that, but, are we... Just going to sit by and wait for more deaths to happen?" He shrugged. "Maybe. I mean, what are we doing right now? We're standing around. A murder could've already happened." Idris groaned. "I get what you're saying, but the question is how. How are we gonna do something about....all of this?" "But... That doesn't mean we won't potentially have something in the future, if we can make it out of here. I mean, for God's sake, we're Ultimates for a reason. We at least have part of our futures figured out, maybe, assuming we don't get our heads chopped off or something in here." "I....I guess? I just, maybe I'm just selfish, y'know? What if-" What if I'm scared to go back? "Never mind." He muttered. "But sure, yeah. I won't lose hope, or whatever you said, 'kay?" [Read more] |
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malyen OFFLINE Forum Posts: 195 |
Posted: Thu, 26/10/2023 20:34 (1 Year ago) |
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It's just, Idris, should this really be the end for all of us? Constantly fighting, killing one another, breaking apart. Should we really give up hope? I know we probably can't even get out of this place. This whole situation is so messed up! But it might be even worse if we just give up. If we don't even try." "I-" He began. "I don't know. I just, ugh. What would your solution be though? Work together and solve things through the power of friendship and love?" He scoffed. "I love your mindset, Darcy, I really do, but c'mon. We've witnessed our own friends be murdered and killed, I really don't think there's anything keeping our sanity together anymore. I don't even know if I can trust anyone to help me get outta here, y'know? 'Cause I obviously can't do it solo." He paused. "What if I don't want to get out, Darcy? What if I don't have anything to go back to? Sure, you or someone else could have a loving family waiting for them, but I sure as hell don't. What makes you think I would try and pull myself together and try and get outta here? ...I just-" What would Mei think? ... He shook his head. "And... if it's not for yourself, maybe for everyone else. Maybe there's no point for some of us, but some people here, well, maybe some of them have something to go back to." "...yeah." Was all Idris managed to choke out. [Read more] |
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malyen OFFLINE Forum Posts: 195 |
Posted: Thu, 26/10/2023 17:54 (1 Year ago) |
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"Trying to kill someone, falling apart and threatening Miyako, even if, well... you didn't really mean it... I don't think you're fine." "She was gonna touch me-" He whispered. "It was deserved." Idris groaned. "I'm fine, okay? I'm fine. I'm..fine." "Why are... we even standing here? Having this conversation? Shouldn't we be trying to escape this place? If that's even possible..." "Already tried. Can't find a way out. I might've given up after like 10 minutes though. Still- Even if we escaped, in some cases 'home' isn't any better than here. I for one, would not care if I was stuck here." He bit his lip angrily. [Read more] |
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malyen OFFLINE Forum Posts: 195 |
Posted: Wed, 25/10/2023 18:41 (1 Year ago) |
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"Idris... four people have already died. You could have made it six if you had gone through with killing Saeko. Were you TRYING to cause people more grief? If all of us acted like you, soon enough, none of us would even have a chance of making it out of this hellhole. Not that there was much of a chance to begin with, and I do not have much hope that we'll make it out of here. Regardless... that's really not a smart move." "Cause grief? Would any of you really grieve for that pathetic excuse for a person? Really? Tell me. Oh tell me, Darcy, have you ever had a conversation with them? Do you know them personally? Do you know anything about them? Do you know the things they've done? DO YOU?" His breathing became erratic. "DO YOU KNOW THE LIVES THEY'VE TAKEN? THE GRIEF THEY'VE CAUSED? DO YOU?" His fingers clenched. "Do I care if it's a smart move? No." Idris seemed to calm down. "But it would make me feel a whole load better." He groaned. "And heck, sure, maybe I'll become exactly like Saeko, by taking a life. But that's life, y'know? I have to make sacrifices in life. The sacrifice being my dignity." "You just, ugh. If you knew what they did, you wouldn't be saying these things right now, Darcy Harper. Believe me, you wouldn't. "I don't think... any of us were. We're all here because we're a bunch of traumatized special snowflakes handpicked to slaughter each other so there are less menaces in society. Is that right, Monokuma?" He didn't say anything. "Well, you're... hurting a lot right now. I'm not giving you enough credit, am I? This is all stupid bs. None of us should be stuck here, none of us should be dead, none of us should be... fighting. We're just succumbing to what the bear wants..." "Hurting? I'm not hurting? What are you on about? I'm fine?" "Uhhh. No offense, Idris. Really. It's just- God, I don't know. I guess you could say it... 'startled me'." "I was...joking, but m'kay." [Read more] |
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malyen OFFLINE Forum Posts: 195 |
Posted: Wed, 25/10/2023 17:19 (1 Year ago) |
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“You tried to… kill Saeko?! Is that what you’re saying?” "Yep. Am I ashamed? Yes. Ashamed that I didn't finish the job." His lips curled into that cruel grin again. "Before you say it, I'm not an awful person. It's more....for revenge, y'know? An eye for an eye? They ruined my life, so I ruin theirs, by taking it." He groaned. "But don't worry. I won't try anything funny anymore. I've got better things to do." Idris shifted uncomfortably. "I'm not- I- Ugh. I wasn't always like this, y'know. I don't want to be a jerk." He bit his lip angrily. “That’s not true! We weren’t going to kill him! I- at least, I wasn’t. It’s just… something he said, startled me… that’s… all… "Sure." He muttered. "He just startled you." Idris repeated. ”I’m sorry.” "Sorry? Nothing to be sorry for. Why would you be sorry, Darcy Harper? Why?" "What's there to be sorry for?" He muttered. He felt an odd sense of shame, and worry. Maybe he shouldn't have said that. He had tried to keep it a secret, his distaste for physical contact, but sometimes his feelings got the better of him. Idris shuddered. "Idris and Darcy are confirmed canon!" Dammit. Of course the bear had to pop up, at the worst of times. "The viewers ship them! They ship themselves! It's practically destiny! We can definitely make a lot of money out of the merch!" "Ugh." "Two hundred thousand for the Darcy and Idris cuddling fanart? Selling, selling- sold!" Ew. He shivered again. Cuddling, really? That was so out of character. “WH-WHAT? NO!! ABSOLUTELY NOT! WHAT THE HELL?!” Damn. Darcy was...fuming. “NEVER IN A BILLION YEARS!” "Okay, geez? I think Monokuma and I get the point already, goddamn." [Read more] |
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malyen OFFLINE Forum Posts: 195 |
Posted: Tue, 24/10/2023 22:11 (1 Year ago) |
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Idris scoffed. "Excuse me? Excuse me?" His hands curled around the hilt of his knife, buried deep in his pockets. "Oh, I'm the asshole now. Is that what it is? Oh, you're funny. You're so funny." How was Miyako supposed to know that? How was she supposed to know who to believe? It’s not like any of us know each other here well, Idris.” He shrugged. "I wouldn't try to kill someone for no reason, would I? 'Specially if it's out in the open." "You’d actually be willing to physically harm Miyako?" "...you're not actually serious, are you? You guys were just all about to kill Kubo, and you're talking to me about physical harm? Heck, you grabbed Kubo by the collar. You're the one doing all the physical violence, Darcy Harper. Not me. Have I even touched, Miyako? No. Will I? Hell no." He scowled. "I just didn't-" Ugh. His cheeks flushed slightly out of embarrassment. "I just- dammit... I didn't want her to touch me, okay?" [Read more] |
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malyen OFFLINE Forum Posts: 195 |
Posted: Tue, 24/10/2023 21:37 (1 Year ago) |
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"Hey, Idris-" Miyako? He thought she still hated him. "Everything okay?" He rolled his eyes. "Since when did you care? You were at my throat, like yesterday? Day before? Defending Saeko even though that wretched being was lying through their teeth?" He watched her retract her hand. "Touch me and I'll break each of your fingers, slowly." He whispered. "To enter, you need to have an active reason to slap him in the face. I'm sure you overqualify." He grinned slightly. "I sure do." Idris cracked his knuckles. [Read more] |
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malyen OFFLINE Forum Posts: 195 |
Posted: Tue, 24/10/2023 16:51 (1 Year ago) |
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Huh? He heard loud noises. Idris stumbled down the corridor. Had something happened? A...murder? He finally turned the corner and- "Uh-" He seemed to have walked into something. Miyako, Shi, Sawyer, Darcy and....Kubo. He scowled. Idris considered turning away almost instantly, he didn't want to see the idiot anymore than he had to, but his curiosity got the better of him. "Is everything....okay?" He asked, mumbling. His eyes were still puffy and his face looked like death. "Or are you guys beating up Kubo for fun?" His lips curled into a sly grin. "I'd love to join." He whispered. [Read more] |
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malyen OFFLINE Forum Posts: 195 |
Posted: Mon, 23/10/2023 22:58 (1 Year ago) |
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Tell him! No, YOU tell him! A girl walked up to him. She was pretty, tall and blonde, one of the prettiest girls in the school. She was suppressing a laugh. "Hey! You- uh, Idris, right?" Bursts of laughter erupted behind her. "You know prom is soon, right?" "...prom?" He asked. Even more giggles. "Yeah...here we have two. You didn't know? Don't they have two....where you come from?" "...no?" Idris didn't really remember anything about where he was born. His family were always on the move. Currently they were in England, apparently his father secured a decent job in the country. Where did he come from? His family never spoke of it. "Oh. Uh- well... Do you wanna go with me?" The girls behind the blonde howled with laughter. He flushed. "...really?" oh my god he believes it- pathetic The girl smiled. It was so fake, yet he believed her. "...sure, I guess...uh-" "Do you not know how they work? Well, people get dressed in pretty dresses and tuxedoes....do you know what a tuxedo is? Anyways, they go there and dance, and drink, it's sooo much fun, don't you think?" He grinned. Sounded like fun. Ew! Is he....smiling? I can't look at him anymore, I feel sick- . . . . . 10 minutes passed. 15. 20. hey! don't wanna be rude or anything, just wanted to know when you're gonna arrive? 40 hey, again- do you want me to pick you up at your house instead? not sure why you wanted to meet here? the forest is kinda far away- 50. hello?? 1hr. He stared at the phone screen. 2hr. His phone screen flashed. you really think i'd go with someone like YOU? you believed it, didn't you. god, you're pathetic. Rain started to fall. He stared at his wet tux. His mother looked so happy when he told her the good news. The tux cost a fortune....now food was going to be scarce. He sighed. [Read more] |
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malyen OFFLINE Forum Posts: 195 |
Posted: Mon, 23/10/2023 21:56 (1 Year ago) |
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status: writing rn! tw:// none so far final wc:  Show
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i'm so sorry believe me i am, i wouldve written this sooner if- i doubt you'd believe me, now, after everything. ive caused you so much pain, haven't i? i shouldnt have left, i shouldnt have. looking back, i dont- [Read more] |
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malyen OFFLINE Forum Posts: 195 |
Posted: Sat, 21/10/2023 12:15 (1 Year ago) |
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final wc: 624 tw//: can also be found: here Show
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Idris Kallikrates he woke up with a yell and a knife in his hand dammit these nightmares were getting out of control. he chucked his knife on the bed and groaned. it was so embarrassing, these nightmares. he wasn't 12 again, for goodness sake, these nightmares should've stopperd a long time ago. he thought he was getting somewhere, with his new therapist and all that, but then he happened to go and mysteriously 'disappear' and all his progress was ruined. he missed his therapist, she was the closest thing he had to a mother, embarrassingly. he oddly felt at times like she actually cared about him, and was the only person who would listen to him. she even believed him about his mother. she was the only one. maybe if she hadn't gone... he groaned again. stupid 12 year old idris. he used to pray every night, that she'd...decide to adopt him. it was a stupid hope, he knew deep down. she was the only person who'd ever been nice to him, apart from his father. he felt embarrassed just thinking about it. she was his therapist, for goodness sake. she probably pretended to care, just for the money. right? 'cause no one ever did care. he sounded so stupid right now, with his 'no one cares about me', emo-type crap. sometimes he wished the ground would swallow him up so he could escape this cycle of self-loathing. he closed his eyes, and wished he was back there, in that bright office of hers. it was always tidy, always full of vibrant plants, adorned with colourful bookshelves with books on the topic of therapy. he just wanted someone to say 'it's going to be fine' just one last time to him. just one last goddamn time. was it so hard to ask? he slumped on the ground. he felt...broken. lost, even. everyone he cared for was dead. all dead. all gone. it wasn't fair. he felt like a little kid thinking this, so pitiful, but it wasn't fair. why? why him? why did this always happen to him? why did everyone he love have to be dead? why?? WHY? why every single goddamn time he gets close to someone, why do they have to die??? WHY??? ITSNOTFAIRITSNOTFAIRITSNOTFAIRITSNOTFAIR it's not fair it'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfair it'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfair it'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfair it'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfair it'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfair- the knife looked so shiny. so...cold. so cruel. so beautiful. he ran a finger across it's tip. it was sharp. cold and sharp. like an icicle. he liked icicles. they were cool. he hated winter though. winter was cold. idris didn't like the cold. winter was bad. winter was dark. idris didn't like the dark. you couldn't see. you were blind. idris didn't like the dark. his childhood fear growing up was the dark. probably because of all the times he locked himself in the cupboard. Idris was good at hiding he hid all the time his feelings emotions everything from himself from his friends from everyone someday they'd come back to haunt him to get him to bite him maybe that someday was now he clutched his head. everything had taken a toll on him. the deaths, the murders. mei... it was too much. it all came crashing down. the lack of hope. the despair. how could anyone be happy at a time like this? how????? how. how. how. how. how surely everyone else must be some sort of psycho unless he was the psycho oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god his breathing became erratic. oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god he covered his ears and eyes and brought his knees to his chest. it was too much death. he couldn't be 'mr tough guy' anymore he wanted to die. [Read more] |
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malyen OFFLINE Forum Posts: 195 |
Posted: Sat, 21/10/2023 00:06 (1 Year ago) |
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he woke up with a yell and a knife in his hand dammit these nightmares were getting out of control. he chucked his knife on the bed and groaned. it was so embarrassing, these nightmares. he wasn't 12 again, for goodness sake, these nightmares should've stopperd a long time ago. he thought he was getting somewhere, with his new therapist and all that, but then he happened to go and mysteriously 'disappear' and all his progress was ruined. he missed his therapist, she was the closest thing he had to a mother, embarrassingly. he oddly felt at times like she actually cared about him, and was the only person who would listen to him. she even believed him about his mother. she was the only one. maybe if she hadn't gone... he groaned again. stupid 12 year old idris. he used to pray every night, that she'd...decide to adopt him. it was a stupid hope, he knew deep down. she was the only person who'd ever been nice to him, apart from his father. he felt embarrassed just thinking about it. she was his therapist, for goodness sake. she probably pretended to care, just for the money. right? 'cause no one ever did care. he sounded so stupid right now, with his 'no one cares about me', emo-type crap. sometimes he wished the ground would swallow him up so he could escape this cycle of self-loathing. he closed his eyes, and wished he was back there, in that bright office of hers. it was always tidy, always full of vibrant plants, adorned with colourful bookshelves with books on the topic of therapy. he just wanted someone to say 'it's going to be fine' just one last time to him. just one last goddamn time. was it so hard to ask? he slumped on the ground. he felt...broken. lost, even. everyone he cared for was dead. all dead. all gone. it wasn't fair. he felt like a little kid thinking this, so pitiful, but it wasn't fair. why? why him? why did this always happen to him? why did everyone he love have to be dead? why?? WHY? why every single goddamn time he gets close to someone, why do they have to die??? WHY??? ITSNOTFAIRITSNOTFAIRITSNOTFAIRITSNOTFAIR it's not fair it'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfair it'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfair it'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfair it'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfair it'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfairit'snotfair- the knife looked so shiny. so...cold. so cruel. so beautiful. he ran a finger across its tip. it was sharp. cold and sharp. like an icicle. he liked icicles. they were cool. he hated winter though. winter was cold. idris didn't like the cold. winter was bad. winter was dark. idris didn't like the dark. you couldn't see. you were blind. idris didn't like the dark. his childhood fear growing up was the dark. probably because of all the times he locked himself in the cupboard. Idris was good at hiding he hid all the time his feelings emotions everything from himself from his friends from everyone someday they'd come back to haunt him to get him to bite him maybe that someday was now he clutched his head. everything had taken a toll on him. the deaths, the murders. mei... it was too much. it all came crashing down. the lack of hope. the despair. how could anyone be happy at a time like this? how????? how. how. how. how. how surely everyone else must be some sort of psycho unless he was the psycho oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god his breathing became erratic. oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god he covered his ears and eyes and brought his knees to his chest. it was too much death. he couldn't be 'mr tough guy' anymore he wanted to die. wc: 624 [Read more] |
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malyen OFFLINE Forum Posts: 195 |
Posted: Tue, 17/10/2023 20:12 (1 Year ago) |
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Prom? ...after all this? He was dumbfounded. Surely not...surely no one was actually going to attend, right? He sure as hell wasn't. Prom? In the middle of a killing game? It would take a real psycho, a real piece of work to actually attend- Oh who was he kidding, most people already planned to go, hadn't they? Killing game or not, he had bad experiences with prom. Idris shuddered. Those were bad memories he did not want to remember right now. ...going to prom would be such a bad idea. A murder would definitely occur, and he didn't want to get caught up in the middle of everything. He sighed, quietly praying that no one would be dumb enough to attend such an obvious death trap. Surely, just surely... ....there'd be someone with at least one brain cell in the academy. saeko is very excited for prom idk how to write them rn [Read more] |
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malyen OFFLINE Forum Posts: 195 |
Posted: Mon, 02/10/2023 22:12 (1 Year ago) |
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"Hello, tributes. I apologize for the inconveniences, but we will now be departing shortly." Inconveniences? Inconveniences? Her brother was probably dead thanks to the scum that was the Peackeepers, and Moon was calling it an inconvenience. Minya scowled, balling up her fists. Oh she'd- she'd- "I'm sure you may be a little hungry by now, I have prepared a lovely assortment of cheeses, fruits, meats, and other freshly made snacks in the cooler under the center island. Please, help yourself, it's a once in a lifetime experience after all." Snacks? Minya grinned. She'd beat the crap out of Moon....after eating. He grimaced. Moon and her bullcrap...as usual. He chose to ignore it. Nothing else he could do, right? Idris scanned his surroundings, glaring at the other tributes. Some unfortunately looked like proper Victor material. He scowled. He didn't think he stood a chance....but he would've loved to not die first. Die. Idris shuddered. The threat of death loomed over him ominously. He didn't stand a chance, did he? He lowered his head. Screams. Loud, piercing, wails. His ears started ringing. Shrieks. Wails. ...sounded like- .... It wasn't the time for the past yet. He walked up to the screaming girl. "...hey? You alright?" Raiyhan you literal dumbass, it's obvious that she's not okay. He internally cursed himself. "....um..." He crouched next to her, giving her an awkward, hopefully reassuring, pat on the back. "...just....let it out? Sometimes it's better that way." He mumbled. [Read more] |
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malyen OFFLINE Forum Posts: 195 |
Posted: Wed, 27/09/2023 18:02 (1 Year ago) |
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