[ A hex, a jinx, a curse. She resists her instinctive, destructive urge to reject the overture. To say, that’s a dumb name ‘cause she can’t recall the word ruinous in that moment.
Instead, she allows herself to sit with it. To be chosen and loved for all to see. ]
i like it ✨
[ another echo. i’d like that. i like it. i like you. ]
pick a colour 🎨 and i’ll go from there
[ There’ll be more than one, obviously, but the signature hue — she wants that to come from Silco. A piece of him, to match the piece of her. ]
[ As her text marks the end of a little pause, he lets out a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. (Who else holds that kind of power over him?) ]
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Instead, she allows herself to sit with it. To be chosen and loved for all to see. ]
i like it ✨
[ another echo. i’d like that. i like it. i like you. ]
pick a colour 🎨
and i’ll go from there
[ There’ll be more than one, obviously, but the signature hue — she wants that to come from Silco. A piece of him, to match the piece of her. ]
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Gold. Like a prize.
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now just make sure not to hire anyone u like too much huh
[ or else 🥰 ]
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And to think I'd meant to give you a key.
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obviously
🎀
🖤💙