OPEN | prompt four | TEMPTATION

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prompt four | T E M P T A T I O N dressing-room style. start your own thread. tag others. wash, rinse, repeat. open to all.

 

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margot, the unbeliever | fear itself

[sickeningly]

[ The beds of her cuticles are bit ragged, blood welled at the edges of each nail. ]

You're giving him too much credit.

lmao tbh disregard this

[oppose]

[ scuse u ]

not even here.

[befallen]

[ I JUST UGLY LAUGHED FOR A MINUTE.

ps. get in here, handsome. ]

AND NOW FOR REALSIES

[tearing]

[ Frank, for his part, seems to be torn between continuing the conversation and getting her bandages. ]

Never really thought the devil had much to do it.

/kissyfaces

[sickeningly]

[ Better her than him, better her than him. She may never fight him on it, but that's what she thinks. And the closer she is, the less Frank bleeds (and the more his mind slips and skews sideways but everything comes at a cost). ]

Maybe it's a metaphor, maybe you're the devil. [ She smiles with a sick sort of wryness. ] Maybe I am.