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What traits did you value in Matty?
"You put did as in past tense, I continue to admire and value certain traits of Matthew. There is a reason I fell in love with him."
@matthewbaudelaire
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Do you miss your brother?
"Of course I do, but I understand why he stays his distance from me."
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why is black your favorite color?
Why do you want to know?
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“She doesn’t want to reveal jealousy or even interest, though she suddenly realizes that she feels both.”
— Margaret Atwood, Bodily Harm (via kailawrites)
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A gasp left her lips from sheer shock from Matthew’s outburst and his fist hitting her door. Zaina quickly composed herself once again, the woman’s eyes narrowing as she tilted her head. The scent of blood rushed her senses, but she tried to remain focused on the man in front of her, the one that had her nearly pinned against himself and the entrance into her apartment. With her lips tightened, her brow arched as she remained silent and her features expressed how disinterested she was in the conversation between them. Matthew rushed to her apartment for the sake of Callie, but could not come over for her for all these months.
Zaina’s face hardened as anger started surging through her veins. “Although, I am unable to confirm any events that may have transpired today. By your tone, I must assume it would have been tragic.” She said in a nonchalant voice, having no fucks to give right now. Last thing the vampire was going to do was admit aloud any wrong doings, because she did not need to be carted away to prison for any crimes. “However, I think you forgot who the fuck you are talking to Matthew. I would fucking slap you, but I really don’t need you to get a hard on.” The woman’s eyes looked him up and down as she shook his head. “My only mistake was reading that letter and giving you the benefit of the doubt.” Despite her best attempt to hide the hurt in her voice, there was a little cracking near the end.
Matthew didn't care about keeping the volume of his voice down, didn't have a thought about restraint and the moment the vampire woman stepped out into the hall with the door shutting behind her, daring to question and feign ignorance, he felt something snap inside of his brain, a resounding tone that crackled against his trembling fist as it connected with the door and he poured out a venomous warning from his mouth, "Don't act coy. Don't you dare pretend like you don't know what this is about." He ground his fist into the door, felt the split of his knuckles but no pain, only the slight dampness of his blood, too enraged to feel anything other than this coiling white hot anger that erupted out from his stomach.
He'd been trying so hard to be good, to turn his life around, to do better and be better, he was keeping his head down, staying out of trouble, trying to not rock the boat, focus on his mental and physical health but why was it that every time he tried to do something for himself the world decided to slap him in the face with something like this. "What the fuck is wrong with you? You left her bleeding out on the floor. She could have fucking died." He was too emotional to remember any of the counseling he'd received through therapy and he didn't want to, he didn't want to calm down, he wanted to seethe and erupt in a volcano of emotions and then fizzle out once he was good and done because all he could think about was the blood that wasn't his caking his fingers and his neck and staining his shirt where her fumbling fingers had touched and the small whimpering sound of her voice when she'd said how scared she was before the ambulance took her away and all of his anger felt justified.
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Overall, the small apartment was something Zaina loved. She loved the windows in the ceiling for the rainy nights where she could lay on her bed and just stare up and of course the starry nights…the nights where Matthew and her would just lay there stargazing and speaking of their most inner demons. But that was a long time ago and it was not something she could divulge to his sister. “I appreciate it, would hate for anyone to think I have gone soft.” She teased.
“Wonderful, that is exactly what I need. Perhaps some string up lights also, but I want it to look classy not look like some college dorm.” She commented, trying her best to give some guidance although she was at a loss on interior design. “I enjoy red, purple, and grey. Although, I still prefer black overall,” she smiled. “How is the interior designing going? I know it can be hard just starting off and all.”
“Yeah, truly a good fine.” It was such a super unique space and she loved that it didn’t fall into the stereotypical cookie cutter modern apartment like all the other builds. It was very well-lived in space, plus Zaina had found a way to make it her space which was great. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell you to repaint the place,” she chuckled as she looked over the room.
“There’s a couple plants that are truly impossible to kill even if you water it once a week and never put it in the sun." Ollie had a few in the shop Layne was sure she could get for Zaina by the end of the week. Plus it would brighten up the rooms a bit. “We could do a nice fiddle leaf fig in the corner of the living room, maybe some snake plants throughout or a philodendron.” They were large enough not to cause distraction but provide some pop of color to the room. “Okay, besides black, what other colors do you like?”
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“Trust me, you will meet several here in Opulence.” Zaina stated as a matter of fact since the city was filled with supernatural creatures. “I enjoy her too and it is one of my favorites as well,” she responded, still keeping a distance. Before Zaina could inquire about the other woman’s artwork, she received a business card causing her dark eyes to stare down as she nodded. “Interesting. Do you enjoy it?” Per usual, Zaina kept her distance, still unsure how she felt about the other vampire. However, she decided to at least put some effort into being social. “Sure, I could always go for a jalapeno infused tequila.” And with that she ordered a couple of drinks and settled down as she listened to the other sing to various songs. “So how did you end up in Opulence?”
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“I actually haven’t met many vampires yet.” Hunter shrugged off the meeting with Jean-Claud as she certainly didn’t think he counted as a mutual bloodsucking friend. “Oh I love Stevie nicks, a true idol indeed and Don from the Eagles! That’s one of my favorite songs. I’m a music enthusiast, helps me concentrate on my art.” Hunter slipped a business card out of her pocket, “I do tattoos.”!she exclaimed proudly as she picked out a table and ordered drinks, “you want a drink? Ohhhh I love this song!” Hunter stood up and started to dance with her drink in hand.”
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you’re a heartbreaker, isabelle lightwood
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@callie-everest
#backstabbing friends be like
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