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❝ In the day we sweat it out on the streets of a runaway American dream.
At night we ride through the mansions of glory in suicide machines. ❞
At night we ride through the mansions of glory in suicide machines. ❞
⭐Come on and Let Go.⭐ Please reply and post any comments you may have here. I'd really like to try and keep this account nice and tidy. Plus, it helps keep my layout from constantly changing because of how long some of the comments would be. Either way though thank you for reading this and have a good day. Don't be afraid to shoot me either a ic or ooc message sometime. I'd love to see people interact with this guy! ₍՞◌′ᵕ‵ू◌₎♡
"Look what the cat drug in."
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"I know, I know. A true legend."
"Please, I can't sign all these autographs at once."
The male's hands were trembling as he grabbed onto the phone- dialing his number into the home phone. His breathing was in shallow breaths as he felt a gun with the other hand, fingers squeezing tightly onto the handle. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he peered at the desk, his teeth chewing onto his bottom lip as he heard the line buzz over and over. The male slowly sat down into his desk chair, pressing the phone to his ear with his shoulder as a hand moved to load bullets into the chamber. The male's fingers trembled as he slide each one into place- swallowing as his voice trembled as he spoke. "Pick up you fucking idiot."
He waited for the phone to ring, holding a glass cup in his hand, slowly swirling the contents inside. As the phone went to voicemail, the male's brows furrowed as a free hand rubbed the side of his face. "..Hey uh.. It's Chris.. haven't heard from you lately.. Hope everything's okay.. uh, lemme know.. okay.. bye." The male hung up the phone and waited near his desk for some moments, fingers tapping on the wood surface. Carefully he picked up his iPhone and typed a message towards the male. "Are you okay?"
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gross
ooc. how dare u woman