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[covetousheart.livejournal.com]

[Guess who's back from the dead and looking quite mild about it? She's in the kitchen, too, digging through the fridge. After a bit, she's decided to snack on a piece of fruit. Mmm, peaches.]

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[covetousheart.livejournal.com]

But I'm having all too much fun messing with you.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[He continued to quicken his pace to evade that sharp point, watching her with wary eyes.]

That seems to be happening a lot these days...

[With everyone.]

[covetousheart.livejournal.com]

Ever think maybe you have it coming?

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[How about that wall? They were at the end of the corridor.]

Ever think of shutting up and leaving people alone?

[He didn't like that smug expression, not one bit.]

[covetousheart.livejournal.com]

I try my best not too.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[Oh shit, hi wall. He'll be trying to slide across along the sides to get away now~]

...What's your problem anyway?

[covetousheart.livejournal.com]

You say that like I have only one.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[Then it looks like he'll stay still and lean back against the wall as casually as possible.]

Okay, problems.

sleeptime :<

[covetousheart.livejournal.com]

What makes you think you deserve to know?

aww, mm'kay. night!

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[Let her think what she wants. He needs the element of surprise anyway!]

No one really deserves to know anything. But whatever,

[covetousheart.livejournal.com]

Maybe I just like killing. Have you considered that?

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[If he could gnaw his ears off, he would.]

Never really wanted to think let alone consider anything about you.

[Can he please side step away and walk down the hall?]