Bite me.
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Thread Topic: Bite me.
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Fang: Nobody loves me..
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Pitch: *watches, silently*
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Verse: W-what? ;~; No.. -
Iann: Mom does. Trust me, she does.
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Dylan: *turns* Dad?
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Victory: *sniffles, darting over to him, clinging* -
Fang: Then I don't see why.
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Pitch: Dylan.. Do you know what happened to your sister's room?
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Verse: *hugs tightly, tearing up* -
Iann: Because. You call her mom. And anyone who calls her mom is one of her babies. And therefor, she would die for you.
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Dylan: No. I just know that some things were broken.. I'm going to help clean it up in a bit. Why?
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Victory: *BAWLS* -
Fang: Oh..
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Pitch: ..*sighs* Nothing. I suppose no one did that mess?
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Verse: *rubs her back, closing eyes* -
Iann: And, by the way, I love you too, Fang.
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Dylan: Oh, someone did it. That someone being Harriett.
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Victory: *softly* A-And mom.. She's not being herself. -
Fang: ..*quickly pulls shirt up and hides*
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Pitch: She said she didn't.
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Verse: I know.. I don't think I can continue being with her. *strokes her hair* -
Iann: *snorts, wrapping him in a hug*
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Dylan: She lies a lot.
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Victory: I-
Janette: *huff* I didn't have sex with him, Verse. I wasn't going to. It wasn't even me. Have a little faith, hm? The mages like to play us, make us hate each other. I'm not that low, darling. -
Fang: *mumbles* I'm sorry.
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Pitch: ..To me? ;w;
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Verse: Even if it didn't happen, it's hard to have faith in you. -
Iann: Don't be, darling..
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Dylan: To everyone.
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Janette: ...Why would you say that? -
Fang: *peeks out* *fixes shirt, sighing*
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Pitch: ...Well, then. I feel fooled..
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Verse: Because sometimes I just feel like you like Quintin better! *LEAVES* -
Iann: Wanna go get pizza?
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Dylan: Don't. She can be.. Very convincing. -
Fang: Yes, please.
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Pitch: *crosses arms* Alright.. I'll deal with her. -
Iann: *to pizza*
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Elias: *dere* DADDDDY!
Dylan: ..Eli. He's busy, kiddo. Go run off and-
Elias: Girls are so meaaaan. ;; w ;; -
Fang: Umm.. so how's the rest?
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Pitch: No, it's fine. I got time. *bends over, arms out* Ohh? Why is that?
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