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(MAM THE TOILETS SMOKING)

Virgil: *nods her head**in her mind: damnit i fucked up when i started ranting didnt i? stupid stupid Virgil*

yes the toilet is smoking glad  you noticed.

Amélie: no you didn't. It's Remus and Deceit fault. *stares at the door with death eyes* when I get my hands on them I swear I'm gonna- *takes a deep breath and calms down* anyway c'mon.  *she gets up*

Virgil: *scrdly follows you**in her mind: please dont, ik theyve been abusive jerks, but theyre still my family....well, sort of*

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*you walk into the room and she sits down next to you*

Amélie: so since I'm staying here for the night do you have anything to do like idk cards or some other thing to not get bored. Like a bored game! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha...... my jokes suk :'D. Imma just sleep now.


(Here's a song suggestion if you didn't hear them already there's AJR burn the house down and AJR BANG! Maybe Alec Benjamin songs. At first I was like eh not really interested but when I listened to the song I liked it so idk if ur gonna like his songs but try them)

Virgil: *gives you a small laugh* i liked your joke, c'mon, dont be so self-depricating!! dont let your Anxiety be so ahrd on ya! *in her mind: that was the worst self-depricating joke you have ever made, and now she wont like you anymore* and uh, i could ask Roman to make us one!

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Amélie: alright. Also I don't hate u. 

Plz don't be typing  your reply rn and plz see this. I edited the last one did u see it.

i saw it

i already listen to AJR and Alec Benjamin, and ive listen to both le songs you recomended

so thx but like i already listen to dat y'know

Virgil: kay. *starts walking to Romans room*

oh. ._.

Amélie:  A paper crown.

And a heart made of glass.

A tattered gown.

And a Kingdom of ash.

She walks alone. 

She can never look back.

The story of a queen who's castle has fallen to the sea.

Virgil: *4 of her eyes look at you while she stops for a momet*

Virgil: *that was oen helluva poem, you make it up yourself or what?*

*Alec benjamin paper crown .-.*

Amélie: *she looks at you* Oh sorry. *she looks at the floor*