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“Aria?” Nonplussed by the sight of @FlTZANTI, glossed lips begin unveiling a grin of surprise﹔ grip tightening ‘round the cup of her coffee. ( geez — she 𝙖lmost spilled ). “What are you doing here?”

╱ just noticed a typo in my pinned. excuse me while I scream and redo it.

Those earrings are to die for, 𝔥𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝔪𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧.! And that dress, too! Perhaps she could come shopping with ‘Wina sometime? After all, the petite brunette could use some fashion help.

Hair pulled upwards into a bun, vermillion hued fingernails languidly hold onto the mini sized box— where a selection of tasty pastries reside. “Uhm, @0FQUEENBEE? These are from my mother— fresh outta the oven. She hopes you’re doing well.”

Now that sounds like an excellent plan. When is she exactly free?

She yearns for a restful sleep—— it’s been, what, a month? Since she slumbered without the disturbance of dead people screaming her name.

┇ I’m trying to be interactive here with everyone to actually get storylines or something — I hope this fandom is actually oc friendly and not selective?

How does one deliver alarming news without looking … scary? In her case, it was finding the courage to actually grin— as if she were bestowing advice. “I don’t think you should go to class tomorrow,” Said Edwina to 𝑴𝒂𝒙𝒙𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝑫𝒖𝒑𝒓𝒊, hoping to appear ‘casual’.

Perks of this job is getting free ice cream whenever you desire. ( Obviously, the manager has no clue ).

You’ve got to be kind of friendless when the entire school is scared of your parent. She’s not 𝓉hat scary. Promise. Wouldn’t you want some cool psychic to tell you what’s in store for the future?

𝓦ell, her mother’s not gonna tell if the individual is terrified. But, not everyone gets that, they see her as some ghost girl.

𝓐nd isn't it just so 𝙿𝚁𝙴𝚃𝚃𝚈 to think— all along there was some invisible string tying you to me?

Cool. Hanna has her number, right? She’ll be patiently waiting!

You’d be 𝓼urprised at how far people are willing to go to be 𝓶ean.

Fog enclose skies that promise rain, foliage sways within the direction of wind﹔ and she, seated on the front porch, can be found engrossed in a novel. Obviously, it’s Jane Austen’s, hence the enthused expression.