Tapping on the window, [i]it[/i] screams a unheard moan. Wanting to get in. Wanting to touch your face. Wanting the body you breathe in... but the window is closed, and you are asleep. [i]It[/i] will wait patiently until you slip up, opening the window for some fresh air. Little do you know that air is an ancient and evil breath.
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Ugh you ugly. *looks outside while taking a sip of mead*
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Hi sis, there's a reason you got locked out. Teaches you for -blam!-ing the dog.
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*looks through window* you need a drink? *lifts up a bottle of jack*
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I need something to drown out what my mind creates.
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ever try anime, and a strong drink?