Go away, Leah. i can take care of myself.

independent seth clearwater
semi-public. twilight rp.
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❝He has one of the purest, SINCEREST, kindest minds I've
[ EVER] heard.
You are lucky
to share his thoughts
.❞

--- Edward Cullen
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     Around seven seconds into the lecture, he’s lost interest.
                      Seems a bit odd, to him, preferring to be called ‘Indian’ when that seems more incorrect than ‘Native American’ — they didn’t choose the name for India either and they don’t even live there.

     Trivial. 

          “—- how enlightening.”

     His tone is dead and reveals just how enlightening he found the sermon.

          “Anyway. I’ve caught wind of a rather odd death in the area lately. Know anything about that?”

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                                                                        ❝ … 

         Seth had a nasty habit of speaking too soon, speaking too much, or harboring opinions that called for false implications. He didn’t mean to bother his family by speaking so much, he didn’t intend on being a nuisance to those he would consider friends when he opened his mouth to speakunfortunately, it was somewhat inevitable—especially to people like Jacob, who preferred banter that bordered on the path of sardonicism, as opposed to friendly and intellectual conversation—not that Seth was an intellectual. Regardless to his more genial approach to most—if not all—social circumstances, he was rendered a bit shell-shocked by the question.

Seth’s gaze faltered in response—and not because he was offended, but because he didn’t quite know what to say. There had been a multitude of deaths, accounted for in an acute surplus; but among the deaths and the spontaneous disappearances, lie his own father’s passing.

                           Perhaps the worst of it all, lie with the notion that the only man Leah ever felt safe and loved around, was gone. Leah and her father were always closer than Seth and his father.

                                 But that didn’t mean he loved him any less.

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                                                     ❝ ——————- 
                                                                         ❝…….. Th —- 
                                                                              ❝ ……… 

                                                                        ❝That depends.

                                                             ❝ … 

                                                                       ❝Death of who ? 

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