scawwy: pc: camille

[trashprince]

[ i'm gonna be your friend so hard ]

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[scrapdraught]

What's wrong with paper?

[There's a story here.....]

Oh, I'm...you know. Getting by. [Waiting on oblivion, apparently.] Every day is a gift.

[it's hell.]

Yourself?

[trashprince]

If I tell you that I--

[ and he's gone. and back ]

Paper's off-limits is why.

[ sarcasm isn't completely lost on caelus, so he can catch her drift by tone. by slant of shoulders. ]

I miss you all, but... there are ways to keep busy where I've been.

[ and if he's 'busy' there is clearly no time for feelings ]