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Sonuvabitch, he dragged me into this mess, he's gonna get me out of it. Family business my ass. [#Ames]

|SPN|18+|Trigger warning|
Joined February 2015
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|: Open to RP! Do not be afraid to approach! If I bite you, it's because I love you! *3* #RT, get the word out that I'm lonely. #Ames
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|; oh FUCK my old writing makes me cringe Considering a revamp, if anyone's interested
|: Only for it to slip through your fingers slowly.
|: Getting excited and daydreaming about it.
|: Putting so much work into something and spending hours getting details straightened out.
|: I've forgotten the motive to this account and I find that the saddest thing.
|: Starter above for; @ImperialArdour It's not very good quality. In my defence, I /just/ woke up XD
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» Huh. Just a town away. She'd better get moving.
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» If she zoomed, she could make out the shorter stature of the man she was looking for, and the. . . unique haircut of his brother. »
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» "No, nope, nope, nope, /fuck/." A short clip, taken from someone's window. Two men in plaid, butchering a writhing figure to pieces. »
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» hack into important documents, or break security codes on accounts, but it was amazing what an attentive Tumblrina could provide. »
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» backspace to erase errors as she blinked and squinted at information on the screen. Receipts, hotel rooms, photos, files. She couldn't »
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» to irritate her hangover. "W. . I. . N. . C. . H. . E. . Ugh, fuck." The keys clicked under her fingers and she stabbed at the »
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» to hear it click worryingly. Bah. If it didn't kill her, it didn't matter. Her black screensaver was easy on her eyes, no bright light »
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» at hand. The laptop whirred to life, and she used to start up time to yawn, rubbing her eyes and arching her back against the chair »
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» the night before, or just being groggy with sleep. Perhaps it was a combination of the both. No matter. She had more important things »
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» uncoordinated and jerky, like a newborn foal on its legs for the first time. She couldn't be sure wether it was the alcohol consumed »
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» Auryon was certainly not a morning person. She scrunched up her nose and moved from her place on the floor of the hotel room, »
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