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WHITE BOY TIME
SO thereβs this guyπ₯΄ WHNWNWNWNWN okey but fr fr thereβs this boy and BEFORE I GET BULLIED lemme just-
i know heβs a basic white boy. he doesnβt really have much of a personality but thatβs because he has very little screen time :0( but from what i can piece together heβs really sweet and just-
y.yeah..
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HE!!!!!!!!! i- oh my goodness- HE!!!!! HES JUST! WHNWNWNWNWNMWMWMWN like i usually go βooooooh ihatehim ihatehimsomuchβ but. i. canβt hate him NWNSNWNWNMWMW. like!!!!! the brainrot is THAT bad!! WBNWNWNW i just really really like him!! heβs funny and his meat is huge Β―\_(γ)_/Β― WBWNNWNWNWNWN
heβs really fucking stupid and he winks with both eyes!!!!! who does that!!!! heβs so dumb i love himπ₯Ί OH AND ALSO HIS VOICE IS REALLY HELLA DEEP WHICH PISSES ME OFF ENDLESSLY BC HE DOES NOT LOOK LIKE HED HAVE A DEEP VOICE SO IT CATCHES ME OFF GUARD EVERY TIME LIKE NO SHUT UP. HIS ANGRY VOICE SUITS HIM BETTER THAN HIS ACTUAL VOICE. anyways!!
OH heβs a really good big brother!!! like of course heβs a little bitch sometimes but anyone with siblings knows that is simply How It Is. but his sisterβs always getting into situations and heβs always there for her and ijust..π₯Ίπ₯Ίπππππππππππππππππππ
y.yeahππ........ i fell for a Blue Eyed Blond Haired Boring White Boyπ. iβll be seeing myself outππΎββοΈππΎββοΈππΎββοΈππΎββοΈππΎββοΈππΎββοΈππΎββοΈππΎββοΈ
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Aristides: What do you mean you don't sleep? Have you trouble sleeping in, do you have nightmares, do you wake early.
Romulus: Pfffftttt. I just don't sleep. How hard is it to understand.
Aristides: You mean to tell me you don't sleep even a few hours a night? Not at all?
Romulus: You don't believe me... I get it...
Aristides: I'm sorry... I just know little how these things work with you boys. I've seen you recover in ways that well...
Romulus: I see... you think I'm overreacting too then.
Aristides: No... I'm just trying to understand. Is there anything I can do to help you?
Romulus: I don't know. I can't focus on anything. When I'm trying to read... it's just.. I can't find words for things and I'm sad a lot... like really sad.
Aristides: That's understandable. You must be exhausted. Do you overthink things at night maybe?
Romulus: yeah
Aristides: What do you think about?
Romulus: stuff
Aristides: Bad stuff?
Romulus: yeah
Aristides: You want to talk about it or be distracted of it?
Romulus: I uhhh... what was the question?
Aristides: Can you tell me more about it?
Romulus: Can I ask you something?
Aristides: Sure.
Romulus: Were you born a slave?
Aristides: ...Yes
Romulus: Im so sorry... So, how did you, you know
Aristides: got liberated?.. I was lucky. My patron valued my work and saw my potential.
Romulus: I think you are the smartest guy I ever met.
Aristides: that is really kind to hear from someone who has met so many men
Romulus: Yeah well. It's true.
I wish I could be more like you.
Aristides: Why is that?
Romulus: Well you know I like you... a lot.
.. right...
Aristides: I figured as much. I'm flattered.
Romulus: hmn yeah... also... when they come to take me... like... see... I'm pretty stupid and stuff.
Aristides: You really are worked up by that talk outside? They won't come. And it's not good for you to talk so low of yourself. Everybody has their qualities.
Romulus: But they will come. A.and it's ok you can be honest I know I'm pretty much useless. I'm like the opposite of you. I'm like only good for one thing... and the worst is I can't just... die.
Aristides: who hurt you, Romulus?
Romulus: ...I can't talk about it
Aristides: Well than.. can I give you a hug?
Romulus: y.yeah? Is it a friendly hug or?
Aristides: ha ha... yes, it is a friendly hug
Romulus: ohhh
Aristides: I cannot help to notice a slight dissapointment in your voice, but I can assure you it's a particularly good hug.
Romulus: well... I'm not really picky
Aristides: lucky me
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Whumptober 2019 #8
Stabbed
Glenn didnβt see them coming, not as he carefully moved down the stone steps from his university, cradling massive folders full of notes. The snow crunched beneath his feet as he looked for his friendsβ car. He wasnβt sure who would be picking him up today, he didnβt mind. He just couldnβt wait to get back and tell Farron about his day, everything heβd learned. Farron always listened with such interest, even if he didnβt understand. Heβd just ask questions until he understood and make him feel soβ¦ valid.
He got lost in his thoughts as he looked around for a car he recognised. It had been a big step, getting the courage to venture out of the base, almost every day,Β to get back in education and go a step further with his medical career. He wanted to be a doctor, not a nurse. It wasnβt as easy as just continuing his education, he had to learn a lot of new stuff to just as high a level as a nurse. It was all so he could help his friends even further. He wanted to be sure heβd be able to save them if they got hurt. Farron was so proud of him, always asking about his course, if he was coping- he couldnβt have done this without him.
A stranger came toward him, with his hood up. Glenn gulped back instinctive panic. It was cold, it was okay to have a hood up, right? He tried to concentrate on his breathing and gripped his folder tightly.
Everything changed so quickly. The stranger suddenly grabbed him by the arm, and his other hand showed a knife. βYouβre the scum that works for Spider, arenβt you?β
Glenn felt his blood freeze in his veins. βN.No. Please, please, donβt- donβt.β
βFollow me to that black car.β
Glenn panicked. Farron had told him time and time again, never let anyone threaten you and take you to a secondary location, especially if help is nearby. Fight. Give it everything youβve got.
Glenn did just that. He screamed as loud as he could for help and swung his arm around the otherβs to free it. He scrambled back, still shouting for help, making as much noise as much commotion as he could.
The stranger swung for his head. Glenn only saw a flash of metal before his body flung him to the side. His heart was racing as he slipped on the slush and fell. He screamed for help but he could see no one else around. There had to be someone to help! The stranger tried again to hit him with the knife. Glenn grabbed his file and held it up in front of him. The blade went through about half of it.
Glenn tried to kick the man away like heβd seen Farron do so many times. It knocked him back and Glenn tried to scramble to his feet. The stranger pounced on his back and brought the knife down deep into his side.
βGlenn!β someone screamed. Clyde. Glenn looked up to see heβd just rounded the corner. The stranger saw the size of him and took off running, leaving the knife in Glennβs side. With a whimper, Glenn tried to stagger toward Clyde, one hand brushing against the floor and the other clutching the wound. He struggled to catch his breath. He could feel himself panicking. Shock. He was going into shock. He knew how to ease the symptoms, but he was just so desperate to get to Clyde.
His friend rushed toward him and cradled him in his arms. βEasy, easy,β Clyde exclaimed. He looked down at the wound. βJeeesus. Glenn, I. I donβt know how to look after this.β
βThe guyβ¦ he knew who I wasβ¦ Hammer, weβre inβ¦ trouble.β
βShh,β Clyde said gently. βI understand. Donβt call me that in the open, okay? Tell me what to do.β
βPressure,β Glenn moaned. He tried to push down on his wound. βK.Keep knife inβ¦ Like a plug.β
Clyde pieced together what Glenn told him and took off his scarf, pressing it down around the knife. Glenn cried out, arching his back. βL.like that?β Clyde asked.
βYeah,β Glenn mewled. βT.thatβs the oneβ¦ I. Iβm gonna need a hospital...β
βYou realise the risk youβll be taking?β Clyde said, seeing students from the university rushing out to help.
βY.Yeahβ¦ Iβm s.sorry.β Glenn coughed as he struggled to get his breathing under control.
βItβs okay, itβs okay. Iβll stay with you, make sure nothing happens.β
Some of the students gathered around, one called for an ambulance, some offered their assistance. Glenn recognised some of them from his class.
βHe doesnβt have anything infectious, does he?β One student asked before they helped. βHIV, nothing like that?β
βNo, no. Nothingβ¦ shit, this is bad,β Clyde mumbled. He let the kids take over. They seemed to know what they were doing a hell of a lot more than he did. He stayed by Glenn, taking off his coat and covering him with it since he was stuck lying in the snow.
βHang on, buddy. Hang on, youβre doing fine,β Clyde said anxiously.
An ambulance arrived quickly, and it was a good thing too. Glenn was starting to really suffer with the cold. Clyde could feel himself shivering without his coat, but he didnβt care. He shouldnβt have parked so far away, he should have expected something like this. They werenβt safe. They never were.
One of the medics slipped a blanket over his shoulders. Clyde didnβt even notice. He just kept his attention on Glenn as they carefully lifted him onto a stretcher and then into the van. Clyde got in with him, stopping onto to look at the students. βThank you,β he said. βReally. C.could one of you get his folders? Keep βem safe?β
They nodded and then the door shut. Now all he could do was try to reassure Glenn until they got to the hospital. Farron was best at this, but heβd left his phone in the car. Heβd call when he got there.
βHang on, buddy. Youβre gonna be okay,β he said. He wasnβt sure if he was telling Glenn or himself.
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