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     ❛  Y'know, contrary to popular belief
                  – kickin’ the damn thing isn’t gonna fix it, Koz. ❜

     ❛ && He talks about you in his sleep !! 
            There’s nothing I can do to keep from
                  C R Y I N G when he calls your name,
                                                   Jolene… ❜ 

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       The words danced around the thick picks of the fretboard beneath
          Bobby’s fingertips as Ryan’s head hung low and began to sway along
          with the melody. Eyes falling shut as she delved deep inside to find the
          strength to lace each verse with years of bottled emotion.

                                Even if the room was crowded to the brim with other souls,
                                Ryan felt as if she were the only one in this moment ——
                                                the only true peace her psyche would ever find.

goldilocks;

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      ” — I was just thinkin’ about how miserable you
        must’ve been without me. “
                     A joke. Mostly.
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      ❛  OH YEAH !! I was just  d y i n g  without you. ❜
                      ——– A joke. Mostly. 

✗┇ lil’ shit
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     ❛  Turn  O F F  the light !!

✗┇ mouse
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      ❛  Are you always this dumb, or do I get SPECIAL treatment ??

✗┇ goldilocks
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       ❛  What the fuck are you smilin’ about ??

& DEAN;

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           ” Considerin’ how much his  o p i n i o n  of you matters,
             I’ve been thinkin’ the same thing for a while now. “

      Not sure which accusation made him want to throw up
      more.
                    He was leaning toward hers.      

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        Her expression fell flat, nothing but a pained sigh fell from
        tightened rosy lips.     ——–     ( She never meant to… )

               ❛  Dean… You – You don’t really mean th– ❜

& JAX;

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            ” Yeah, I noticed your sense of humor died along
              with that kid. “

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            There wasn’t much warning before Ryan launched herself at Jax,
            limps waving and hands grabbing blindly for the nearest piece of
            flesh she could so delightfully tear apart  Eventually, her knuckles
            collided with his jaw – a god-awful cracking sound to follow. Her
            other hand found it’s way to his collarbone, nails digging as far as
            they could go. There were no words – no clever rebuttal – just
            the most inhuman growls she could muster.

                                                                                      He’d gone too far.

& DEAN;

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        ” Maybe I would if Teller’s head wasn’t so far up it. “

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          ❛ —- Y'know, with how much you two talk ‘bout eachother,
                       I’m startin’ to think I’m a C O V E R   U P. ❜

       & That’s the grin of someone who is happily plotting your death.

& JAX;

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        ” Goddamn — it was a fuckin’  J O K E . “

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            ❛ Hardy-fuckin’-har. So funny I forgot to laugh. ❜