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;; — «𝐼𝑛 𝑔𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑟, 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑟𝑠 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑚, 𝑃𝑒𝑡𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒, 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑣𝑖𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑡 ℎ𝑢𝑒𝑠 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑚.»

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Alright then. Their parents have gifts for her too, naturally.

“…kind of doubt that.”

𖤐 ೃ࿐ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀. . . ━──┈ ┆𝑆𝘩𝑒'𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑑𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒, 𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑛𝑒—𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔. ˗ˏˋ a detailed portrayal of an original character 𝒋𝒂𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒂 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒗𝒂. seeking sls & banter. crafted by #𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐓𝐀𝐑.

“Oh gee, calm down, Lily.” She chided her, half-hearted, for she partly returned the hug, petting Lily’s back before dropping her hand to her side. She felt a little awkward.

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She sighs and rolls her eyes. “Yes, I do, Lily. Imagine, I have feelings, too.”

/ petunia envying lily, petunia hating lily, petunia missing lily, petunia being not able to let go of lily— try as she might, she never was indifferent towards her. That anger is wounded attachment rooting from a place of love. Turned inward, distorted by envy, fear, and grief.

“Merry Christmas, Lily.” ֶָ 𝓛𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝓛𝐈𝐋𝐘 ֶָ / ᅠᅠᅠ̩̩͙ ۵ 𝐅𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙻𝙴𝚂𝚂 ╱╱ 𝐆𝙸𝚁𝙻

𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑏𝑢𝑦 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑊𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑇𝑎𝑙𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝘩𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠 𝑆𝑎𝑦 𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝘩𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝘩𝑎𝑛𝑑