demonoidphenomenon:

Bran shuffled the bowl and cup around until they were comfortable, but paused before drinking so Brody could get a look.

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"Yeah, I didn’t think it was that. God knows I wouldn’t do it and you wouldn’t do it, and… your friend wouldn’t do it either," he hummed, brows pinching together in thought.

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demonoidphenomenon:

Bran settled in gratefully, glad to be off of their feet and on something more comfortable than a floor. 

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Brody set his utensils down so he could go back to fetch a plastic cup, filling it with water and then offering it to Bran. He paused though, leaning down to peer into Bran’s mouth, before figuring the glimmer of gold he saw in the back was just another residual part of this entire ordeal.

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demonoidphenomenon:

"That’s uh," Bran stuttered, squeezing their eyes shut a moment before looking down at themselves again. "Yeah, that’s new."

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Brody made a quiet, low noise in the back of his throat at the mess, holding Bran flush against himself as they go.

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demonoidphenomenon:

Bran tilted their head up in relief, raising one hand to wave shakily at him.

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Most of the tension drained from Brody at Bran’s words. Them still coherent and still talking was good and to Brody, it was promising.

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demonoidphenomenon:

At the onset of their seventh nosebleed of the day, Bran took a deep breath and wondered what the total overall was so far. They held the back of their hand to their face as they peeled away from their desk and shuffled off towards the bathroom, trying to calculate in their head how long this had been going on for. Last night they had been poked and prodded and scanned until very nearly past their patience threshold, and all Brody had discovered was what both he and Bran already knew.

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The first thing that gave Brody the niggling suspicion that something was wrong was the initial whiff of blood, and what confirmed it was how it strengthened to a point that made him salivate. He swallowed and shoved down his instincts, picking himself up from the couch and tilting his face back to breathe in the heavy air.
Once he got a lock on where it was coming from, the sound of shattering glass bit against his ears.

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My Songs Know What You Did In the Dark (Light Em Up)
Fall Out Boy
Save Rock and Roll
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A constellation of tears on your lashes
Burn everything you love, then burn the ashes

narwhal-noir:

I took my girlfriend to an improv show the other night and during intermission we were passionately arguing over whether half a 5 Hour Energy shot would give you 2.5 hours of energy or 5 hours of half-assed energy so we turned around to ask the opinions of the three people behind us and one of them said “Are all your arguments like this because we heard you in the lobby earlier fighting over the right way to pronounce ‘egg’?”

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