say that you love me [rari]

[RAYNE XAVIER SAVAGE]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #000000; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #0B3B0B solid; border-bottom: 10px #0B3B0B solid;] i'll be miserable at best ( WORDS ) 352 ( TAGGED ) MARIE/MARI ( STATUS ) COMPLETE Laughing and grinning, Rayne pulled Mari down the hallway with him, feeling more alive and content than he had in years. It was absolutely amazing, to not feel like the world was still caving in around him, like he had reason to exist again. Not even one of his grumpy neighbors, a guy in his late twenties, screeching at them from his door to be quiet could put him down. It wasn't long until he came to a stop before a grey door, briefly recalling that he had broken his last one after.. He forced that thought out of his mind, deciding to focus on the girl beside him instead. The knob turned without any effort since it was always unlocked. He had nothing worth stealing, really, and the only thing he was worried about was secure enough that no regular burglar could steal it. "And this is my humble abode," he led her inside without a second thought, sparing a quick glance to the walls that were covered in murals. He'd only been in Manuka for a few months already, yet the once white paint was now stained with all the colors of the rainbows, mushed together to form shapes and scenes. It was one of those ways to pass the time, but it wasn't anywhere near good enough to keep him distracted. "As you can see, my apartment is more decorated than it needs to be," he chuckled lightly, releasing the girl's hand so he could move into the kitchen, hastily opening the fridge and reaching inside to grab the glass of chocolate milk he had left in there that morning before the whole park thing. "I've got some candy bars in the cupboard, if you want some." Just to put it out there, in case she had gotten as obsessed with sugar as he was. The angel then walked to his living room, immediately going to plop down on his couch, bringing the glass to his lips and tilting it so that he got a mouthful of delicious chocolate. "Did you honestly come all the way to Manuka just for me?" OUTFIT: HERE NOTES: N/A

table by CALIFORNIA DREAMING of CAUTION 2.0, lyrics by mayday parade

[MARI ELIZABETH MCENTYRE]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: #2e2e2e; width:430px; height:550px; padding:0px;] take me back to your bed I love you so much that it hurts my head. Say, I don't mind you under my skin. I'll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in. TAGGED: vine with rayne<3 WORDS: 6 2 5 the feeling of guilt finally started settling back down in the back of her mind, while her fingers were intertwined in his and walking down the hallway leading towards their destination. his laugh was even affections, sending her into giggle fits. she was settling into a sense of comfort, and almost felt like it could be ripped out from under her. her eyes went to the neighbor when she heard and rolled her eyes, and almost slipped in a rude comment but it didn't seem to faze rayne, so she just let it go. when they were haulted infront of a grey door, which was a semi-unusual color and it raised some questions within her, but figured that he just didn't want his door to be the same boring color as everyone else and let it go. her eyes went down to the door know and watched him open the door without using a key, "that's not very safe." she commented on, not caring about the people could be looking for something that he wouldn't have but she was more worried about his safety. hearing him calling his home a 'humble abode', she shook her head and taking a few steps in and looking around. almost instantly taking a few steps to one of the walls to take a gander at it, "i missed looking at these... i mean, your art." she replied, as her eyes kept gazing at the walls of her beloved. "how long have you been here?" she asked, curiously while glancing over at him. she wasn't sure if he has been here all this time or if he participated in world travels. she heard his comment and let out a soft chuckle, "clearly, but it's kinda like abstract were everything bleeds into each other. i like it." she replied to him and noticed that he let go of her hand, causing her eyes to leave the wall to her hand. it was almost as if her hand had gone colder, which caused her lip to be nibbled for once more. she heard his comment about the candy bars, and gave him a light nod as she noticed that he was retrieving a glass of chocolate milk. she was leaving her spot when she heard his question, causing her to hault in her footing and look over at him, "Yeah, I wouldn't lie over something like that. Not anymore." she said, showing that she could have lied and possibly be running away from her feelings. and then turned her head and went into the kitchen. she always had the most horrible luck with finding things, opening a few to reveal dish things and finding one with pill bottles, not really registering it and opened another one. until it clicked, her eyes went back to the bottles looking over all the labels seeing and registing them for different things. tears started running down her cheeks and trying very hard to keep silently. one of her hands went to the countertop to hold her up and one went to her mouth, covering it up. she hated crying, but the guilt... had she really caused so much pain upon him. taking small breathes to gather herself, "am i the reason you're on anti-depressants?" her voice shaky. oh the guilt, started clawing at her and ripping out the blanket of comfort out from under her feet. OUTFIT: HERE.

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[RAYNE XAVIER SAVAGE]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #000000; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #0B3B0B solid; border-bottom: 10px #0B3B0B solid;] i'll be miserable at best ( WORDS ) 599 ( TAGGED ) MARIE/MARI ( STATUS ) COMPLETE "I know it's not safe, but I can take care of myself, y'know," he pointed out, referring to the fact that he couldn't be killed as easily as the other species. So security and safety weren't really important to him. In fact, life would be a bit more interesting if someone broke into his apartment; he'd never pass up on the opportunity to kick some ass. Still sipping from his chocolate milk, Rayne's grey gaze followed Mari as she took in the walls, a smile finding its way onto his lips. "Thanks. I like it, too, honestly. I probably have the most interesting place in all of Manuka!" he joked lightly, knowing that wasn't true. Oh, there were far more interesting, as well as disturbing, places in this town. "A few months, at most. I haven't been in Manuka for very long, really." Because he had been in jail prior to coming here, but she didn't need to know that. He felt a bit bad, withholding this information from her, but it was for the best. She would blame herself if she knew, and he would not have that; all this was his own damn fault and she shouldn't be thinking it was hers. The smile grew wider at her next words. Mari came all the way to Manuka.. just for him. That made him feel warm and fuzzy inside, as cheesy as it sounded, but it did. Knowing that she wasn't lying about wanting to be back in his life made him feel better, like things would be more bearable in the future with her there, even if romance was out of the question. As he dwelled on those thoughts willingly, the angel noticed that all was becoming quiet, the opening and closing of cupboards having ceased moments before. He put his glass down on the coffee table, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. Was something wrong? The sound of Mari's shaky voice told him that she was upset. Very upset. "Shit!" he cursed under his breath, getting to his feet and going to the kitchen. He hesitated, seeing the tears spill down the vampire's pale cheeks as she stared at an open cupboard full of various medications, a majority of them he didn't even take anymore. He forgot to move them! Before he could allow himself to panic, her hazel gaze met his, and the guilt ripped him up inside. She looked so sad. So guilty. "No." That was a lie, though Rayne didn't know it. He believed that he was taking those because he wasn't capable of coping with life due to his mistakes, but, in all honesty, Mari was the actual reason. Of course, he couldn't bring himself to think that. "Just... It's not your fault, Mari. Stop blaming yourself when you really shouldn't," he said in monotone, reaching above her to close the cupboard and hide the problem from his sight. "There are a lot of things that you don't know, but what I decide to do with my life has nothing to do with you or your actions, okay?" His voice was just above a whisper, soft and gentle and desperate to change her mind, to make her stop blaming herself. He wanted nothing mire than to make Mari feel better, but he hadn't the faintest clue as to how to do that anymore. She matured, he could tell. The world hadn't been easy on her, either, but then again, when was the world easy on anyone? "Mari.." Rayne breathed, turning her around to face him, grasping her petite hands in his. "Can we forget about it? Please?" OUTFIT: HERE NOTES: N/A

table by CALIFORNIA DREAMING of CAUTION 2.0, lyrics by mayday parade

[MARI ELIZABETH MCENTYRE]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: #2e2e2e; width:430px; height:550px; padding:0px;] take me back to your bed I love you so much that it hurts my head. Say, I don't mind you under my skin. I'll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in. TAGGED: vine with rayne<3 WORDS: 7 8 0 Hearing his comment caused her to playfully roll her eyes, "Well some of us can't be so lucky in that department." she said, and playfully nudged him. Some of her human habits still happened when it dealt with her living area, she always locked the door and carried her apartment key on a necklace so she wouldn't loose it. She could remember plenty of times were she would loose her key and have to ask Rayne to do his Angel magic to unlock the door. Mari tended to be a forgetful person when she was younger, and could remember so many times before she knew about Rayne of her sitting infront of her door waiting for her parents to come home during the weekends that she actually went out with friends. Hearing his comment concerning his walls, she glanced over to him and gave him a small nod, "You're welcome, and I'd say so." she responded to him, only half joking with. In all honesty, anywhere was interesting when it concerned Rayne. A moment after she was searching through him, it taken her months to figure out where he was and the shit she had to do to grab those certain connections would cause the old Mari to cry. Noticing that her honesty and the fact that she came all the way to Manuka had caused him to smile wider, it would have caused her to blush.. but she wasn't a shy person that would be able to allow herself to feel so vunerable. Her dreams were crushed when she saw all the precription bottles with various amounts of pill still located in the childproof capped bottles. The flowing amount of guilt that flowed through the surface, while tears started rolling over her eyelids. Apart of her wanted to slipback on her sunglasses or run into the bathroom to allow herself to be able to chill out. She had years to figure out ways to comfort herself, and being able to stuff down a some odd amount of her feelings down in a space bag that would be located in her subconciousness. She barely heard the curse word that he said under his breathe, and if she wasn't so worked up.. she would be able to hear it clear as day. She was going to get to the point were she was getting herself so worked up that she would start having anxiety problems, but no that was going to ruin a first impression after years of not seeing together. She was going to have to figure out a way to get over what she done, hearing him tell her no and by the way he said it just seemed a bit off; it was almost as if he was trying to protect her. It caused her to nibble on her bottom lip as her eyes left him back to the precription medicines, and somehow she just knew that he could be lying to her. She didn't know whether to be thankful that he still cared enough to protect her or made that he wasn't telling the truth. Hearing him tell her to stop blaming herself, and she saw his arm reach passed her and watched him closed the cupboard, "Just..are you still on them?" she asked, trying to figure out where he was mentally on this day of eve. Hearing his soft, gently whisper caused her to look away from the cupboard, blinking a few times, "But.. I don't know." she whispered, she wasn't sure if she could just dropped this way of thinking like a drop of a hat and her eyes had droped from the now closed cupboard to the ground. Hearing her name caused her to turn her head a bit but it wasn't until he turned her around that her eyes were meeting his. He was asking her something.. to forget about it. She couldn't do that, could she.. but she could try. "I'm not making any promises, but i'll try." she said, lifting up her shirt and wiping her eyes with the back of it and also bent down and dropped it. She fixed the tail of her shirt and slightly hoped that he wasn't paying attention to her every move cause sometimes she forgot that her scars on her lower stomach was still there. The burn marks of her last day as a defenseless human. She grabbed his hand once more and started walking to the couch, when she got there she sat down and waited for him to sit down and curled up next to him by laying her head on his shoulder. i'm sorry she thought to herself. OUTFIT: HERE.

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[RAYNE XAVIER SAVAGE]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #000000; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #0B3B0B solid; border-bottom: 10px #0B3B0B solid;] i'll be miserable at best ( WORDS ) 611 ( TAGGED ) MARIE/MARI ( STATUS ) COMPLETE Rayne was caught off guard by her question, a look of dread mixed with shock and guilt flashing across his face. Should he tell her the truth? Of course, he wasn't going to lie to her, but Mari deserved some answers. He just didn't know if she could handle them or not. He would hate himself even more if it only upset her. Like he said at the park, her smile was so much better. "Well..." He hesitated, trying to make up his mind already. The truth it is. A sigh escaped his lips as he looked down at the pretty vampire, eyelashes brushing against his cheek as his stormy grey eyes closed. "Sort of..." They opened once more to capture her gaze. "I only take them now and then because they never actually work for me. They never have. As for the painkillers..." A short pause. "I take those often, but not enough to form an addiction." If it turned into an addiction, he was pretty sure they'd send him to rehab. Or jail. He squeezed her hands reassuringly, forcing a small, sheepish smile to soothe her nerves. "Thank you," he murmured softly, his smile turning a bit sad as she led him back into living room. He took a seat down beside her, an arm automatically coming to wrap around her shoulders, gently nudging her head to his chest instead. Like old times. The thought made the angel's heart begin to ache once more, his fingers lightly combing through the ends of Mari's silky blonde hair. She was still as beautiful as ever, if not more than the last time they met. He had never imagined, not in his wildest dreams, that they would be reunited, even under these circumstances. Showed just how creative he was, huh? "I'll try to explain everything, okay? You were right before; we have a lot if catching up to do, my dear," he hummed, lips brushing gently against her forehead in a small kiss to her temple. Then the idea sparked in his mind. He could explain everything, and perhaps a but quicker than he had previously thought. Not that he was eager to go through with this idea, or share what he's done with his "life", but Mari had a right to know. It would be selfish to keep her in the dark any longer. She would probably go around blaming herself even more. No, this was the best way. Words would explain, but maybe if she could feel what he went through, as if she had been there... "Mari, do you truly want to know what's been happening since that day?" He moved away, arms crossing so his hands could grasp the bottom of his sleeveless shirt, and he slipped it off with ease. His muscles suddenly tensed at the realization that thus might actually happen for the first time since he fell... and he was truly afraid. What would Mari think of him? Would she see a monster from now on? A lunatic? Only one way to find out, yeah? "My scars.. You don't have to, but I feel like it would be a better way of explaining.. If you touch my scars, where they ripped out my wings, you will see some of my memories. I don't mind but... if you still want to talk to me, I'd like to know what you saw." Rayne's fingernails easily ripped through the bandaging that he always had on, discarding the material to the floor as he turned away. Now his bare back was completely exposed to the girl, two nasty-looking scars marring the pale skin and tight muscles on either side of his spine. OUTFIT: HERE NOTES: N/A

table by CALIFORNIA DREAMING of CAUTION 2.0, lyrics by mayday parade

[MARI ELIZABETH MCENTYRE]

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TAGGED: vine with rayne<3 WORDS: 8 9 9 people really needed to learn that mari was an unexpecting type person, no one really know how she was going to react to certain things. she ran a hand through her hair, as he was either deciding to tell her the answer or thinking how to answer that isn't a complete lie. it was really nerve racking to have one person have the power to hold over her entire reaction to the news, and she could feel her nerves were tightening in knots. she was probably going to have to see a massage therapist after this or deal with the aches and pains. but it has been a good long while until she was able to pamper herself, it didnt' matter now. her top layer of teeth scrapped over her bottom lip and bitting down; it could always be worse with her biting her lip..her vampire teeth could be out and about. hearing him start talking, it didn't ease her muscle tightening. she didn't understand how most medicines work on supernatural beings and it was simple, they didn't. you would have to be human for most of the medicines to even touch on helping. "oh, i see." she replied, in a soft voice. what happened to him? she could see the old rayne, but there was a lot of new that she didn't know; that she knew that she didn't know. she felt her hands being gently squeezed and noticed that he had an adorable sheepish smile, causing those stupid butterflies came tumbling back now isn't the time to get sidetracked she thought hearing his thank you and she nodded, "you're welcome." she whispered back, it wasn't long before the two of them were sitting down comfortably. his arm was around her shoulders and her legs were over his while her head was laying on his chest. she felt his finger tips brushing against her skin while he was messing with the ends of her hair. she knew that last time she seen him, her hair was pink and her hair hasn't seen a shade of pink since. he started talking again, which brough miss mari out of her thoughts, "I figured as much." she whispered back at him, feeling his lips brush against her skin causing her to nibble on her bottom lip. she knew she was acting a little more human, it felt nice. she liked how rayne reminded her how to feel and not be an emotionless vampire, minus the fact that all she could really feel was guilt. hearing him ask a very important question, which she replied by a nod, at first, before opening her mouth to speak, "Yeah, you're my best friend. I feel bad for not knowing it." she answered, and she already knew something was up. she knew that she had been up to certain things and knew that if he wanted to know the process of her changing, then she would end up being distant while going throught the process of telling him. but he was her best friend, she would make exceptions for him... though she rather not tell him and keep protecting him from the details. she was use to being an open book when she was a human, she only had one very hidden emotion towards him. she felt him move away, which caused her to sit up and watched him remove his sleeveless shirt, almost causing her to react by getting tongue tied. and she knew if she spoke right then, it would either be rambling or she would probably stutter. she couldn't remember the last time she viewed him shirtless, and was pretty glad that her legs cross automatically at these types of things. she heard him talk about his scars, and told her a thing or two about them before giving her permission to touch them. hesitation started happening, she was nervous.. what was she going to see when she touched the warped skin of him falling from 'prefection'. she knew that perfection would never be a perfect word for her to describe it, since in her eyes.. he would always be a perfect person, with all his little flaws. when she finally lifted her hand, letting out a soft breathe before placing her hands on one of the scars and it was like she could no longer see the apartment of her beloved rayne's. screams was the only thing she could sense before a picture came into view, it didn't bother her. that's a deed that both of them shared, both of them went insane and killed people for "fun". it wasn't until the views left the few kills that she was able to see to a room. what is this she wasn't able to figure out where he was before her vision came back, she removed her hand and blinked a few times. "i saw some killings, looks like you had some fun after you fell. don't feel bad about it, we both have skeletons in our closets. but i saw a room, i'm not exactly sure where you were before i came back to reality." she said, anyone with eyes could tell that she was really confused by the room. "and that's a really clever way of showing." she complimented on him on his idea. OUTFIT: HERE.

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[RAYNE XAVIER SAVAGE]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #000000; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #0B3B0B solid; border-bottom: 10px #0B3B0B solid;] i'll be miserable at best ( WORDS ) 762 ( TAGGED ) MARIE/MARI ( STATUS ) COMPLETE So she saw the killings? He figured as much, considering he went entirely insane for a while after his wings were ripped out of his back, the signature mark of a fallen angel. Those memories were buried in the back of mind, however he always had easy access to them, in case he ever felt that feeling of burning rage come back to remind himself what would happen if he let it take over again. He was a murderer, and there was nothing about that to be proud of. Nothing at all. Honestly, he regrets what he did, the people, humans and supernatural beings, he had taken down mercilessly all because he was angry with what happened. The angel had been hoping a guardian would find him, and thus, due to the lives he has ended, send him to Hell. That was the plan. Of course, the world hated him with a passion, and he ended up in various asylums for nearly a decade. Which brought him back to the situation at hand. "A.. A room? Are you sure?" His voice took on an odd tone, almost a squeak of shock, a wild look in his grey eyes. His fingers twitched against his knees, forcing himself to meet Mari's gaze. She wasn't screwing around with; she was serious. And curious. Those hazel eyes told him that she desperately wanted to know what the room was and why it was a memory. No. There was no fucking way Rayne could explain that. That would require him to relive those memory fragments, and possibly end up with him recalling all the ones he had tried so hard to forget. But he had to. He couldn't deny this woman anything, especially since it had been so long. All those feelings from almost twenty years ago were rushing back at the vampire's sudden appearance, and he couldn't say no. He was going to think about that awful place, those broken people, and all for the one that was the sole cause for him becoming fallen. Shit, was he a fucked up person. His mouth was dry, and he licked his lips, needing to avert his gaze as he tugged his shirt back on. His foot tapped nervously. "That... I... The killings were before that. I was so, so angry after I fell. I hated the world and everything in it. I didn't murder those people for fun. I was trying to catch the attention of a guardian angel. I think I did, but I was taken away before they could find me. They.." There was absolutely no easy way to say this, was there? "Instead, I was sent to an asylum because I was mentally and emotionally unstable. Deemed unfit to live in society like a proper citizen." Rayne was getting twitchy and hesitant, clearly reluctant to share that part of his "life". Years and years of treatments and being handled like a wild animal, later on like a lost child when he couldn't feel anything anymore. "It's... much, much worse than the stereotypical straitjacket stories you hear about. Everything is white. Or baby blue. You're trapped. Cornered. There's no way to get out." The image of a needle flashed behind stormy eyes, feeling the phantom pain of metal sinking into flesh. Pins and needles. Then nothing. He was fidgeting, mindlessly flicking his thick hair out of his face every few seconds, teeth pulling harshly at his lower lip. "There was nobody to take my anger out in. No one to pick fights with. I.. I remember them leaving me in a padded room once." The angel flinched, and it was if he could gear his own screams again. "It took two years to break my violent habits. I played along and, unknowingly, gave in. Some treatments worked, some didn't. I was transferred several times, but I didn't care. I was numb. There was nothing to think about, nothing to feel. Conversations were rare. I had no opinions. My memories were scattered and insignificant." It was as plain as day that he didn't enjoy being turned into a zombie-like person. He was more skittish now, the soft chirping of a finch outside the window causing him to jump. Fucking hell. "Ten years I spent, caged like I was some horrible beast. I was released because they thought I was cured. I put on fake expressions and acted like I was eager to leave. In fact, I was willing to stay there forever. I awaited the day that I would be discovered and then punished for my crimes. I wasn't." OUTFIT: HERE NOTES: N/A

table by CALIFORNIA DREAMING of CAUTION 2.0, lyrics by mayday parade

[MARI ELIZABETH MCENTYRE]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: #2e2e2e; width:430px; height:550px; padding:0px;] take me back to your bed I love you so much that it hurts my head. Say, I don't mind you under my skin. I'll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in. TAGGED: vine with rayne<3 WORDS: E N O U G H The blonde was still sitting beside her beloved best friend, while trying to deal with the sudden burst of information. Originally it only taken a small amount of time for it to reveal to her like an old film, but she was just trying to sort it all. It was almost as if he was always placed on a pedastool in her head, and he just jumped off the deep end after he fell from the heavens. the guilt.. However, it's not like she was any better, she didn't have the right to judge him over the unruly crimes of murdering innocent people. She had tango-ed into the same crime, so it wouldn't shocking to her to realize that supernatural creatures do have their snapping points. Her hand lightly squeezed his after intertwining their fingers, "Don't get so worked up over the murders, even humans do that type of thing." she replied to him, softly rubbing her thumb over his hand. Hearing his tone change with the next comment that came out of his mouth, while still on the subject about the last image that fluttered over her vision. "Because me making things up would cause the same reaction, right?" she said, with a sarcastic tone but she was oddly hurt by the fact that it seemed like he wanted her to be lying about something. What was he trying to desprately hide? Her eyes met his after he lifted them up towards her she started nibbling on her bottom lip, the fact that something was eating him up inside was building up the feeling of regret about asking. But she wanted to know what was wrong, so she would be able to help calm him down about the topic that started to arise from his grand idea. She was scared that she wouldn't be able to stay here, maybe it was a mistake to come back here, if it was unleashing all of his hidden pain. god i'm so selfish she thought, while she started nibbling her bottom lip. Silent was how Mari felt while she listened to the words that started coming out of his mouth, while he continuously started fidgeting and it was highly distracting. She never had a powerful attention span that considered her to be keen on paying attention to one thing, but she was trying really hard to process that her Angel, wasn't exactly an angel anymore. "Well.. it's a good thing that you never caught another Guardian's attention, or else I would have never been able to get ahold of you again." she replied, in a softer tone than normal. Then she heard it.. asylum, also known as an insane asylum.. has her beloved really gotten himself so bent up out of shape that he went insane from waht was running through his head. A low breathe escaped her lips, "Seems like they need to consult with a decorator." she replied, at first. She was allowing this news to process in her head. "I'm just trying to understand, but you didn't do anything wrong." tries to comfort him while her eyes glance from him from staring at the highly decorated wall. Her thumb grazed across his hands before releasing his grip and placed it on the back of his neck, she leaned in and kissed his cheek, "Thank you, for telling me." she whispered into his ear, like it was a secret. She wanted to kiss him, but now was obviously the worst in the timing department; however, her eyes flashed to his lips and back up at him while she was leaning back to her originally spot. Her hand slipped back into his and intertwined their fingers, the last thing she wanted him to think that she found him to be some crazy man, someone who was too crazy for him. And then he continued on with his story, she felt a little rude for interupting him but she wanted him to calm down. "Do I need to get someone a punching bag? or are your emotions undercontrol?" she asked, with her eyes filled with concern. "When I was a little girl, I always wondered what being stuck in a padded room would be like and if everything was like.. legit padding." she said, with a soft tone. She didn't comment after that, she started to feel like her comments were mocking and she really didn't mean for it to sound like it in her head. Her eyes left him, it was killing her that she wasn't able to make his pain disappear, she would gladly take every nook and cranny type of pain that was wedged deep within him. "It's okay.. i'm here." she said, with she noticed that he was being a jumpy mess. She put her arm around his neck and pulled him into a hug, and moved towards the other end of the couch and ushered him to lay down, "Are you okay now, though?" she asked him, will it was her turn to start nibbling her bottom lip rather hard. OUTFIT: HERE.

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