Is it too early to move on?
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Thread Topic: Is it too early to move on?
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Jaden looked up at the casket, closed because whoever murdered him had done it so brutally, no part of his body had been left untouched. It was his time to say a few words. Getting up from his seat he walked up to the casket. Summoning up some courage he sighed as he began to speak. "He was a great man, an even greater husband. I loved him, but that wasn't enough to save him. And even though the man who did this to him, I know tha-." He glanced at the blonde man who had been sitting next to him. "Damn he's hot. Wait damn it stop! This is not the time." that thought tortured him but he shook it off. "That he is resting peacefully, wherever he is. Thank you." He sat back down and wiped away another tear, trying not to look at the man sitting next to him.
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“ that was a beautiful speech.” The man said with a charming smile. “ it seems your loss has affected you greatly.” He then froze. ‘ oh f---. Oh f---. OH f---! OH N-No he’s not supposed to be cute.’ The actual he’ll spawn thought worriedly, but his face didn’t change, change of plans, seducing this cutie would definitely piss off the ghost more than killing him and sending him back to his husband. Yeah this was a better plan.
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He looked over to the man, his face feeling a bit hot. "Uh... Thank you." His heart had never felt so many different emotions, and honestly it kinda sucked. Here he was getting flustered over a man who looked young but acted like some smug godfather from a movie. He had no idea who this person was or why they were even here but he doubted he was here for him. "So um... Did you know my husband?" He wasn't really sure if he wanted an answer.
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He schooled his features before nodding. “ I did yes, we had been colleagues at one point, before becoming rivals when he transferred work, I suppose you knew very little about what he actually did?” The reaper asked lightly. “ in any case I thought it was only right..to...pay my respects,” he said looking right at the memorial picture,
“ though, I’m stumped as to why he wished for a closed casket,” -
"Well he was... uh nevermind. I guess I will see you later... then bye." Trying not to blush he forced himself to focus on the rest of the funeral. When the services ended he quickly sat up and respectfully rushed to his car. He was hoping he would never have to speak to him ever again, but at the same time he could not ignore the attraction he felt to him. Prompted by some unknown force he decided to keep in touch with the man, not because he was hot, but perhaps he would have some information about the death of his husband.
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( my favourite thing is that he didn’t ask for his name ; p )
The reaper turned into shadows as he followed the other man home, keeping hidden, and ready to f--- some s--- hands. -
(He is in a very stressful situation dont pressure him :( )
Climbing into his car he wiped another tear off of his cheek. He would find out about this later. Right now he would focus on destressing, just drive home, get drunk, and then god knows what else. He started his car and began to drive his way home. -
( can we appreciate that this dork gives a false name, since his only name is just Death? Like his father, so he says him Grim.r.eaper?)
The young reaper stopped at McDonald’s, so the a, was being followed by a haunted happy meal. -
I mean i think Jaden Bjorn instead of Jason Bourne was pretty clever))
Driving along the road he couldnt help but think about the man, he didn't even catch his name but he couldn't stop thinking about him. In an attempt to drown his thoughts he blasted some very edgy and loud music, preventing him from even being able to comprehend thought altogether. -
..I didn’t get that joke oh my god, )
The McDonald’s apparared in the backseat, the holder completely invisible in the lighting, due to his magic. So a floating hamburger and milkshake. -
Wait is he in my car?)
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He is yes.
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Oh s--- okay))
He was really feeling some emotions building up as he listened to some raging guitar and drums. He was feeling mostly calm until he saw a floating McDonalds bag and milkshake appear in his backs seat. "Holy s---!" He had been distracted by the bag until a truck's horn snapped him out of it, causing him to swerve and slam on the brakes, stopping him at the side of the road. He jumped out of the car as fast as possible and backed up from his car. -
The McDonald’s has suddenly gone out of sight...as if he had just imagined it..spooky
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He stared at his car for a few more seconds. It was getting dark and he needed to get home. Looking in the backseat he saw nothing. It's just your eyes playing tricks on you, just get home. He got back in his car and shook his head. Rubbing his eyes he started his car up again and began drivinh back home, only about a mile away.
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