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[byanyname]

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either leave a message (or set of muses) for one of my assholes, or request a message from one of them. choose messages from the classic source, from your own skull, or whatever you may please.

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[lostyourheart]

[ What?

What -

He -?

Is he angry that she relieved him of -? That she -

She can't manage a coherent thought. Can only stare in surprise at his message, at the...wounded tone of it. It hadn't been a rejection, certainly. She hadn't meant...

Or perhaps she had.

It isn't him, though. He's unobjectionable, abstractly. It's her. It's only her, and how hollow she feels. How hollow she ever feels.

And, yes, the jerk away from bedding a stranger.

Fucking a stranger. ]

Not my temperature. My temperament.

[...]

If I insulted you in refusing your bed, I