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☥; 𝐇𝔞́𝔳𝔞𝔪𝔞́𝔩 𝟼𝟹 ⤑ 𝕼iþ analaugnjō þein du liuda ainamma, ni aiw twaim— 𝕬͟ll͟ai͟ ͟w͟i͟t͟u͟n̠, jabai þreis liudeis witun ❧ @vanderwaalmona.bsky.social habaiþ hairtō mein | NOT Elizabeth Lail | 21+ 🪦🕊️ DNE
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❝S—so, you're saying he's one too..?❞

His eyebrows began to furrow, the veins around his eyes grew darker.
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He raised a brow, eyelids narrowing in on his host's twin.

❝H—how the hell. . . How could he do this?❞

Laz then gripped onto Ali's arm, using it to help himself back atop the couch.
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The veins around his eyes begin to darken steadily. ❝Likewise, Ali. Officially, at least.❞

Lazaros then attempted to rise from the couch; a bad idea, as he then fell to his knees.

❝Fuck— Wait. . . I was just saying that as a joke. You're telling me it's true..?❞
dilaurentiscourt.bsky.social
❝What are you saying? Are we a vampire or something?❞ He scoffs, playfully shaking his head.

Though the question of his being seized his attention; only then did he recall, he never properly introduced himself.

❝Lazaros is the name, but you can just call me Laz.❞
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A subtle smirk tugged at his lips, ❝Wrong name, but you're on the dot for that second question.❞

His voice was faintly lower in register than that of Saoirse, with hints of charm riddled throughout.

❝I had an entire steak, and I'm still hungry. I don't know what the hell's up.❞
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If @thequeenbee42.bsky.social was to walk downstairs, all windows would be blocked out with newspapers, curtains and closed blinds.

Candles dimly lit the living room, Lazaros was fronting in Courtney's stead; stomach growling from not having fed yet, as he sat atop the sofa.
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Wrapping an arm around her twin, her own head rests up against Ali's, ❝I promise, I won't let him do anything to you.❞

A moment of silence passed, eventually broken by a faint huff.

Courtney shook her head, ❝No, not for a while. Which is a good thing, honestly. . . It's been peaceful.❞
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❝I was starting to get a little lonely,❞ Courtney began towards the living room sofa, ❝Come sit with me, I've been working out all day and my body's about to give out.❞

Chuckling, her back fell atop the sofa cushions; a sigh of relief escaping her lips.
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⟩ brunette's cheek.

❝I know you've been busy, but I've missed you. You know that, right?❞

The glint in her eyes begins to soften; all the while, her own heartbeat drowned out most noise that the redhead could hear.
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Alongside the bottle she grasped for herself, another wound up within the opposite hand.

Backing away to allow the fridge to close, Courtney then turned to face her girlfriend; sliding Mona's water across the table.

Leaning over for a smooch on the cheek, her lipstick leaves a print on the ⟩
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❝I honestly have no idea how I managed with the shit those two gave me back in High School, it's weak as fuck compared to what I've got now.❞

Laying back against the couch, she shakes her head.

❝. . . Jason wouldn't.❞
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She raises an eyebrow at her twin as the topic of weed got brought up.

❝Jason's bud is weak, which makes you a lightweight.❞
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Signalling for the petite brunette to follow behind after re-doing the locks, she leads her to the kitchen.

❝Want something? Coffee, tea, water?❞

The redhead asked whilst fetching a water bottle for herself from the fridge, the grin across her face unwavering.
dilaurentiscourt.bsky.social
@nickmaxwell122.bsky.social will feel his neck be punctured, blood oozing out, but will not see the very girl who he devoted his life to torturing.

Nor anyone else.

She had her feed.
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Her laughter seemed to intensify, ❝Oh, will I?❞ She mimicked, arms folding across her chest.
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Nick looks at Courtney before his eyes widen before screaming " oh.... you little bitch" he growls pulling his hand away backing up " you will regret that. Ask Mona"
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Chuckling, she steps forward, shaking her head.

❝No, there's no way that she could've given me the ability to do,❞ Courtney then takes Nick's hand, bending one of his fingers backward, seemingly breaking it effortlessly, ❝This.❞
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Chuckling, she steps forward, shaking her head.

❝No, there's no way that she could've given me the ability to do,❞ Courtney then takes Nick's hand, bending one of his fingers backward, seemingly breaking it effortlessly, ❝This.❞
nickmaxwell122.bsky.social
" you are acting more confident. Ali give you a confidence boost?"

Nick laughs nervously before stepping back
dilaurentiscourt.bsky.social
❝Well, let's just say, the circumstances shifted after our last fight.❞

Stepping forward, Courtney eerily smirks at her nemesis—something was definitely off, moreso than usual.
dilaurentiscourt.bsky.social
❝Well, let's just say, the circumstances shifted after our last fight.❞

Stepping forward, Courtney eerily smirks at her nemesis—something was definitely off, moreso than usual.
nickmaxwell122.bsky.social
Oh please. I remember you cowering in fear when i saw you last in school. You are just a scared little girl.
dilaurentiscourt.bsky.social
Tempt it, and I 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 cut your lights out.
nickmaxwell122.bsky.social
Why not? You gonna try and save her Courtney? I could have killed her. Those scars amon her neck are from me.