So What Happened? (maggie) Nothing Major. It’s

No Offense, But I’m Getting Stir-crazy. Can We Please Go Downstairs And Hang In The Bar Or Do Anything That Keeps Me From Sitting Here Bored Out Of My Mind While The Three Of You Watch Me Grow Eyebrow Hair? I Mean Really, I Am Fine. I’m Not Going To Spontaneously Combust Or Do Anything Else Freaky. Promise. (tory)

In Your Past Lies Your Future. [acheron Parthenopaeus]

Funny How Internal Scars Never Healed. They Were The Souvenirs Of The Past.

Ninety Percent Of Intelligence Was Knowing When To Shut Up.’ – Cherise

Nick, Space. Now. (acheron) Go, Nick, Fetch. Here, Boy, Here. You Should Let Me Borrow One Of Those Leather Collars You Wear And Give Me A Tag With Kyrian’s Number On It. ‘in Case Of Loss, Call My Owner.’ (nick)