* β ππ πΏππΌπ, I'm so sorry .... that you grew up too soon. β
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Sorry ! Still Here, Just Have Gotten Distracted With An Influx Of Freelance Stuff
sorry ! still here, just have gotten distracted with an influx of freelance stuff <3
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βIβm the only one OUT of the loop it seemsβ
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β β It's been a little over a month since the sudden shift in Gregory's routine ; since he stopped coming home straight after school, claiming to be out with Tony and Cassie instead, since he started bringing his own groceries home with no sign of where the extra money to pay for them was coming from ( he doesn't steal ββ as much, anymore ), since the tension he'd first carried out of the pizzaplex all those years ago had begun to seep back into his shoulders, a wary eye given to the shadows of their small apartment.
Michael had noticed. Of course he had, Gregory knew he had, but he'd clung to his lie, clung to his friends as an alibi. It was only a matter of time before his guardian called him out on it.
He can practically hear Cassie's I - told - you - so in the back of his head.
Panicked look towards Tonyβ who shrugs, raising his hands to signal that Gregory's on his own here, the assholeβ before letting his gaze flicker back towards his guardian. Nope, can't do that. Unable to look Michael in the eyes, Gregory falls back into old defensive habits ; furrows his brows, frowns, looks deliberately off to the side, arms folded across his chest and shoulders curling inwards, making him seem smaller despite the fact that he's close to Michael's own height by now.
"Maybe! So what, it wasn't like you would've heard me out anyways!"
( behind Gregory, Tony raises a hand to his face in disbelief ).
You can plan for all the devastating, terrible possibilities you can imagine, and itβll always be those tiny, unexpected things that get you.
independent and selective multi muse with muses from dc, dead boy detectives, crazy fun park, mean girls, and more. by ant (she/they). doc. template.
π + a roxanne wolf t-shirt gyhujiko
Send π + an Item of clothing that my muse has no choice but to wear to see their reaction
β β For it being just a regular shirt from the pizzaplex gift shop, he's being unreasonably overdramatic ; obviously tense, his brows furrowed, nose crinkled in distaste. Arms are held slightly away from his side, straight out with no bend so that he isn't touching the normal shirt she's given him. He looks pitiful.
"Seriously?" ( a groan of annoyance ). "Why Roxy? She hates me!"
πthis but it looks like freddy
Send π + an Item of clothing that my muse has no choice but to wear to see their reaction
β β "Stop! I don't need a backpack leash! I'm in the fifth grade!"
I'm still alive I just did this fun thing where I decided to independently curate + help run an entire art show the week before I start teaching