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⠀ ⩇⩇:⩇⩇ ︎⠀ *⠀ We're ⠀ ⠀ going ⠀ ⠀𝐝e̲e̲p̲, ⠀ ⠀ and ⠀ ⠀ we're ⠀ ⠀ going ⠀ ⠀ ԋαɾԃ. ⠀


the blood that drips down from your chin is sickly sweet and metallic and, oh, so familiar. you are not sure you remember who it belongs to anymore.





And now Emma just stood there, eyes widen… Blushing even deeper shades of red. That was the most surprising comment and or flirt EVER. It completely stunned her. “I… I… I.. O-Okay….”

“Y-Yeah… Might be.” Emma starts to unzip her brown jacket before removing it, only having her grey hoodie on. She sighs a bit as she looks around. “Still too hot?”

Damn… Maybe she should try it next time. But not now, this was a… Small introduction. “Why you asking 20 questions all of a sudden?” Emma raised an eyebrow and perks her head up.


-quietly in the air like a bullet almost drifting pass by. Emma stops and gets a good tight grip on it, looking at the blade before handing it back to her. “Not bad…”

Emma shook her head at first but her eyes wandered still to the knife. It looked… Neat. At least Emma. She blushed a bit before moving her hand slowly over to the karambit knife.

Immediately seeing her taking out the knife, Emma’s eyes widen, stepping back. “Wh-Whoa uh… Hey uh… I didn’t mean to uh…”

The moment Roze walked in circles around Emma, she blushed a bit, knowing Roze was sizing her up. “I think you might be… Though again, I can’t tell.” Emma responded while keeping track of her.
