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"My dad's old uniform's working for now." He hopped up and down on his feet a bit. "... how does it look? And no muttering sulkily saying that it isn't permanent, I want to be sure I look alright instead of making a bo.ob of myself."
Kay opened the door. "Um, Infri?" I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool |
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"I suppose so, yes." He checked one last time, a bit self-consciously, before pinning the braid to the back of his head and wrapping a turban around it. "Not too shabby."
"I just wanted to check on you. You didn't look well earlier." I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool |
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Alvin stuck his tongue out at Liam. "I'm still a girl you know!"
Kay sighed and sat down next to her, rubbing his head. "I don't even understand how being a guy works." I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool |
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Kay tried this for a minute; it didn't work. "... um."
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
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Infri looked exasperated. "Worked for me," she said. "I just think about liking all the things I normally think are boring, and hate all the things I normally like. Cept for vodka. I still like that."
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