lostsxngbird:

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          [ she sighed and rolled her
               eyes, walking into the room
                     she dropped her bag into a 
                           corner of the room. ]

                                   ”Trust me    I wouldn’ kill ‘nyone
                                          unless they’re tryin’ t’kill m’first.
                                                tha’s what my ol’group told me.”

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                    “Wow, well that must be real great for
                     your old group, they must have taught
                     a real good little bird, repeating everything
                     they tell her to.”

                                                 [ he lacks the empathy, but he
                                                       couldn’t care any less. she’s
                                                           as good as a sheep, which brings
                                                               up another good topic: how did she survive? ]

                     "Why are you alone?“

HW