AitCoH: Boris' Date"I'm going to the amusement park with Boris..." I respond looking to my feet, "...he asked me to come with him earlier and I thought it would be fun to head over there. He said we were just gonna walk around the park." I shrug as I then look up toward him again. Julius gazes back at me and heavily sighs, looking back toward his clock as he returns to work. Not exactly what I was looking for as a reaction from him...but I guess he doesn't completely hate the idea...? "...a response would be...kinda nice, Julius..." I mutter as I cross my arms.More Like This
"It's better than you going with most of the others..." Julius says lowly, not even looking up from his clock.
"So it's okay then?"
"..." silence again. He returned to fixing the clock before him and I slightly shake my head with a soft sigh.
"I can bring you back some-"
"I don't want anything." well...that was shot down. I glance over to Crow, hoping he could say something to the guy but he only sent me an apologetic look with his eyes, having a
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His hand was pressed against your cheek, holding it delicately.
You were never aloud in the garden of roses.
No one was.
So why was he being so nice when you interrupted him when you dashed through a bush of roses, your face, arms, and legs scratched and bloodied.
He quickly shut you up when he placed his finger to your lips.
You gulped down your fear as you looked up at him, straight into his eyes.
Mistake? Maybe...Or maybe not.
He grabbed your arm roughly and brought you closer to him.
You hissed in pain, his gloved hand tightening around your wounds.
He smirked hearing your outburst, "you don't expect to walk through here and not get punished, do you?"
You stayed quite and his hand clenched around your arm more.
"Answer me," he glared, "now."
You closed your eyes tightly before opening them, looking to the ground, "I-I..."
'Dammit! Don't stutter, _____________!' You thought to yourself as you looked up at him.
"I take full responsibility for my actions."
The smirk fell o
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Let's make haste and go to war.
Alice, don't you know, you're mad?
But we're all, so why so sad?
Take your Vorpal-Blade in hand
And snicker-snack through wonderland!
Take some heads, make a collection,
On the path to resurrection.
Or maybe it's the road to doom?
I know, i know, it's rather gloom.
But go now, child, there is no time,
Even for this little rhyme.
But well, you know, it was a killer,
More psychotic are just you,
On opium with caterpillar,
In Queensland with that bloody shrew.
Leave me now, you crazy cat,
With your silly hatter's hat,
And your pale-white rabbit-fur.
What I am talking?! It's a blur!
Just go away, you loony thing.
Cut and slice and kill something!