ᵀᴴᴱ 𝓫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐞.

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( 🙄 ) of course my parties are the best, i was lying. like you were. jack, you’re a lot of things but ‘nice’ is probably on the bottom of that list.

oh, we’re telling lies .ᐣ then i throw the worst parties in beacon hills. wink wink.

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“ you know what i mean ——- i think, ” head tilts, emerald hues squinting at the girl as she continues to study her. she can’t quite pinpoint it yet, but she’s definitely something. “ i’m lydia. i’m … different, too. ”

⠀ starter. ⟣┄─ @EXSANGUlNATE. ◌ ׁ ܀ ⠀ “ you’re not a werewolf, are you .ᐣ you’re something much different … darker. ” ⠀

“ doesn’t matter who your contacts are if we won’t be able to contact them, ” lydia returned the eye roll with her own, letting out a sigh as she dug through her pocket, eventually pulling out her phone. “ i knew it ——- no signal. ”

+ i haven’t done this in a while so … let’s just try anything. ”

+ nonetheless, she wouldn’t be able to live with herself if something happened to the kid when she could’ve done something about it. at the suggestion, she shrugs, arms folding across her chest. “ a blanket could work. like i said, +

“ yeah, yeah. i know, ” nose scrunched, waving off a hand at his unnecessary insistence. she’s already convinced. “ i’ll do my best, alright .ᐣ ” she’s fully aware of the direness of the situation. +

⠀ 𝙼𝙰𝙸𝙽𝚂 𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙻 .ᐟ 𝐥͟𝐢͟𝐤͟𝐞͟ this tweet to be considered a main. this allows me to develop a permanent connection between our muses, tag you in banters, starters, etc; ﹠ plot storylines. selective. ⠀

⠀ but something is wrong with this place. there’s a darkness … someone died here, and i don’t think we’re alone. ” ⠀

⠀ hearing the final moments of a poor soul that had recently died in this spot. a violent demise. head snaps back up as she turns to kira. “ i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to drag you out here with me. ⠀

⠀ it’s a part of her that will never go away until the fugue state dissipates. the redhead hunches down on her knees, brows furrowed into knots as she places her hand on the ground, ⠀

⠀ mannerisms very obscure in nature. she’s vaguely aware of kira’s presence, her trying to call her back from the whispers that hang in the air like electricity. it isn’t something that she can just pull away from, ⠀

⠀ starter. ⟣┄─ @tonitrae. ◌ ׁ ܀ ⠀ they're at an abandoned factory, only there because lydia’s death sense crept up her spine and made a home in her mind. she was in an almost dreamlike state, words not quite making sense ——- ⠀