said⠀⠀the⠀⠀𝒮corpion.͟.͟.⠀
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⠀⠀⠀〝 if it ain't broke, don't try to fix, ⠀⠀⠀⠀life's supposed to be this shit. 〞 town mechanic. ( mind the warnings )
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oilslicked.bsky.social

⠀⠀will fitzroy, up in flames.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #sdvrp #mvrp
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oilslicked.bsky.social
wordswekeep.bsky.social
yeah, well, what're you gonna do. life's a bitch and then you die, right? / sometimes. sometimes life's a bitch and you keep living.
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starteachings.bsky.social
♡ to read an excerpt of farah's diary.
oilslicked.bsky.social
/ aggh wait i miss this high school event
jojarockstar.bsky.social

⠀⠀ladies and gentlemen, let
⠀⠀the campaign . . begin.
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oilslicked.bsky.social
under his scrutinizing eyes will gives a sliver of teeth. he's banking on the fella not thinking too hard. certified he ain't ; but there's no doubt a bit of tactical bullshit can't squash. "few hours," he answers vaguely. "i'll tow yer car to my garage."
pollenkeep.bsky.social
austin contemplates, giving will a once-over. god, it would be a lot cheaper. after a few moments of silence, he reaches for the phone to cancel in defeat.

“how long is it gonna take you?” he asks will as he waits for the people to pick up, receiver pressed to his ear.
oilslicked.bsky.social
"then don't be in debt," will says, adopting that easy air exclusively reserved for whenever he wants to make a sale. desperate times call for friendly measures. "get the money back to me soon as you can 'n it'll be like nothin happened."
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thenatalog.bsky.social
it hurt . it hurt like hell . but it didn't matter 、 if no one knew . if everything could go on as before . . . it did hurt . but it didn't matter .
oilslicked.bsky.social
"then don't be in debt," will says, adopting that easy air exclusively reserved for whenever he wants to make a sale. desperate times call for friendly measures. "get the money back to me soon as you can 'n it'll be like nothin happened."
pollenkeep.bsky.social
“i’m also not the sort to be in debt to my new neighbors.” he replies, crossing his arms. meadow lingers near will’s legs, sniffing curiously. “don’t need that hanging over my head when i can’t get it back in time.”
oilslicked.bsky.social
"peachy. he'll charge a towing fee 'n put enough pins for it to hold for a coupla months, then when yer gal breaks down you'll be left upstream without an oar ta paddle with." hand comes to rest on the counter. "you don't strike me as the stupid sort."
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oilslicked.bsky.social
"peachy. he'll charge a towing fee 'n put enough pins for it to hold for a coupla months, then when yer gal breaks down you'll be left upstream without an oar ta paddle with." hand comes to rest on the counter. "you don't strike me as the stupid sort."
pollenkeep.bsky.social
“yeah?” he doesn’t have a clue in the world about cars, but that can’t be good. he slides the cake out of the pan and onto a cooling rack, frowning when he burns his fingers a little. “i’ve got a guy coming to check it out. he’s leaving in two hours.”
oilslicked.bsky.social
hearing skittering paws, he closes the door behind him. dark eyes shine at the end of the hall. he pets the mutt as he passes by, following his voice to the kitchen.

⠀"bad news is yer cylinder head's busted," will says, taking an absent sniff.
oilslicked.bsky.social
hearing skittering paws, he closes the door behind him. dark eyes shine at the end of the hall. he pets the mutt as he passes by, following his voice to the kitchen.

⠀"bad news is yer cylinder head's busted," will says, taking an absent sniff.
pollenkeep.bsky.social
when he hears the door click open, austin sighs. meadow stands from her bed and stretches, suddenly alert as she makes her way towards the sound.

“will?” he calls for confirmation, still mixing the glaze for the steaming cake. he scoops some up on his finger, popping it into his mouth. too sweet.
oilslicked.bsky.social
patience wearing thinner than the lick of colour rubbed off on his fingertips, will tries the door handle. bloke doesn't seem all that high and mighty about manners anyway.
oilslicked.bsky.social
( taking in the manic canvas farah's wearing. his lips purse around a low impressed whistle. ) fuuuuckin hell. ya look like you could be one uv those paintings by that famous cunt. y'know, the one who threw some paint on a canvas 'n called it a day.
starteachings.bsky.social
i'm making some halloween decorations for the classroom!

quite the challenge, you see. ( arms raised, she exhibited the old t-shirt she usually used for arts and crafts. it was a showcase of splashes of colors of different sizes. )
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wordswekeep.bsky.social
some people turn sad awfully young. they bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer.
oilslicked.bsky.social
/ phone is broken and it makes writing so hard 💔
oilslicked.bsky.social
/ oomf and i have already plotted our characters' breakup, get together, marriage, kids and untimely deaths and meanwhile they've hardly even met
oilslicked.bsky.social
slow day at work, i'm assuming.
starteachings.bsky.social
her clothes are a close second on the disaster-scale.
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starteachings.bsky.social
there's paint on her face.

a red smudge on her cheek,
some purple on her chin.
is that blue by her forehead?
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