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γ β¦ γ π πΈπͺπ΄π© π π€π°πΆππ₯ π§π°π³π¨π¦π΅ πΊπ°πΆ β’ ππ’π‘ π―ππΏπ»π²π± πππ‘π ππ¦ ππππππ¦ π¦ππ’ πππ @PithOfJustice
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Joined January 2019
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the moral of the story is i will gut you if i need to. i will carve my way out with only my teeth.
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i am a gluttonous creature by nature. i was born starving and i will die famished.
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NOW SPELL ANSWER ββ .α F - R - E - E - D - O - M β WRONG .α
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Every chin needs a perch (the slope of someoneβs shoulder, just the right height) and every waist needs a belt (arms that wrap around it so perfectly, so tight)
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iβd cup your face and tell you how i taste the chaos you keep beneath your skin, and how iβve learned to love it
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-- chance to taste Antivan wine as often as I'd like. Its good.
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Only all night? We'd better use the time wisly, then. I like to imagine that list isn't a short one. [ he hums into his glass as he takes another generous sip, a hand curling lightly around her ankle. ] Ah, I see. I do enjoy the coffee, though I haven't had the --
We have all night. [A small smirk from behind the rim of her glass before sheβs taking a sip, herself. Her head tilts, and she carefully swirls the liquid.] Straight from Treviso, if youβd believe it. Took a trip there for coffee, came back with three bottles of red instead.
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well now I'm rather curious to know the rest. [ he reclines comfortably, draping his free arm over her legs, sipping at his wine. ] hm....an interesting choice for tonight. quite bitter. where did you pick this bottle up?
β¦ Fine. ππ―π¦ π°π§ the only judgments. [Sheβs making herself rather comfortable β stretching her legs out across his lap, crossing one arm over her chest while she holds her wine in the other hand.] I like to think Iβve gotten better over the years.
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[ he watches her in return with a fond, unconcealed interest, not even a glance spared to the wine as she pours and approaches. ] The ONLY judgment? Really? [ amused, he accepts the glass. ]
[Appreciative eyes follow him, until she remembers she's supposed to be doing something. ... Right. Two glasses of wine poured, smoothly and evenly. And then she's joining him on the couch, handing off one glass as she sits.] And I do. That's why your assessment of any given β
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wanting you was entirely selfish. but i wanted you, because you were better than me. not because your hands were clean, but because you owned it. your eyes still had a light in them. i didn't know whether i wanted to snuff it out, or keep it burning. i just wanted you.
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I take my wine very seriously. [ he hums, moving to take a seat on the nearby couch. ] You should know that better than anyone.
[Her smirk slowly widens. Even better answer.] Bossy today, arenβt we? [But oh, look, sheβs doing as sheβs told and uncorking the wine β funny how that happens.]
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i want you to stay. 'til i'm in the graveοΌ 'til i rot awayοΌ dead and buried.
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Stop giving me opportunities to speak the truth, then, and pour me a glass before it's too late.
[Small smirk. Good answer.] Keep speaking like that to me, darling, and I fear weβre never even going to touch that bottle.
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s t a r i n g at @PithOfJustice
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your company is its own reward, incomparable to all else.
Perhaps my company could make up for the rest, hm?
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can't say I would mind a bag of treats as well, but the wine will suffice.
A bit more appealing of a payoff than a bag of treats, I should hope.
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....well now I just feel like a summoned mabari.
Mhmm, just as I thought. That trick works every time.
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Let's see... Will uncorking a fresh bottle of wine summon one of my lovers, or am I drinking alone again?
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this anger owns me. it swallows me whole. this anger owns me. it swallows me whole. this anger owns me. it swallows me whole. this anger owns me. it swallows me whole. this anger owns me. it swallows me whole. this anger owns me.
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of course I did, its very πΊπ°πΆ. seems a shame, still, to only wear it once and be done with it. could always display it, though. commemorate the occasion.
Under any other circumstance, Iβd agree with you, darling, butβ¦ You did π΄π¦π¦ my mask, didnβt you? Hardly the kind to be reworn to any other occasion with theβ¦you knowβ¦bloody handprints, and such.
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keep it for the next one...? or would that be against some strange wasteful high society code that dictates one must have a new look for each event going forward?
What does one even π₯π° with a mask after a masquerade? Sell it? Store it? Hang it above the fire?
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