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| astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Excuse her! He was no where near one of those and IF he were...he would be doing it in public. Less humiliating that way.
Taking a seat beside her, Atlas slipped off his shoes - because it was rude to jump on couches and other things with your shoes on - and tucked them under the couch so they were out of the way. "That study table over there," he repeated, this time pointing in the general direction. See? Pointing was super helpful and people really needed to stop telling him he ought not do it. "Only I am not sure where they got the lava from, but I think it is just supposed to be make believe...unless you're good at animation charms to make the carpet look like its kind of flowing..." He did not really want to turn the ground into lava, seeing as that was a fire hazard and he also valued his physical well-being. But maybe there were other things to do instead. "But...basically...you can only jump on furniture and the cushions scattered across the floor. Thought it might be cool to combine it with capture the flag...or, uh, capture the candelabra." Since there were plenty of those in the common room and not enough flags. Unless they started tearing down tapestries but...that seemed like a bad idea.
He had already busted up a framed portrait so...
__________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back.........................................
But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... 
The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony
My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like |
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