semi-public. twilight rp.
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[ ＥＶＥＲ] heard.
You are lucky
to share his thoughts.❞
--- Edward Cullen
# u l e y o m e g a
# s e t h c l e a r w a t e r
❝Leah ! ❞
❝—–Listen ! ❞
❝I know I already asked you to do my load of the laundry last week.❞
❝But I — ❞
❝But I’m working on something really important ! ❞
❝Just this once, okay ? ❞
❝One more time, can you do mine for me ? ❞
❝Just — one more time.❞
❝I’ll do your load–too–if you want.❞
❝I’ll do it next time.❞
❝And the next time after that.❞
❝Just trust me, I gotta’ do this one thing —- ❞
With her head turned and her hair up, she assumed the position of misconception; she looked liked Leah from behind, and in the shadows under the shade of deciduous trees and evergreens, her complexion could have been mistaken for his sister’s. For a moment–just a moment where his mind was elsewhere and his words held sovereignty over his attention – he tried to get her to comply with his requests. Clearly, it wasn’t working.
But he’d grown accustomed to her more abrasive antics, and he sighed – moving forward in an attempt to dissuade what one might call her skepticism.
But upon approaching, he soon realized that it wasn’t his sister at all.
❝ ————— ❞
❝………..❞
❝…..❞
❝…❞
❝ …..—-Woah. ❞
❝That’s weird.❞
❝You just —– you looked like my sister.❞
❝…Is all.❞
❝…..❞
❝ Sorry. My bad… ❞
❝—…….You know you’re on reservation though, right ? ❞
❝…Technically, you’re not supposed to be here….❞