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[2012-06-02 19:08:16 +0000 UTC]
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Watching: 10; Pageviews: 1925; Comments Made: 48; Friends: 10
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Favorite visual artist: Reapersun# About me
Working on getting back into the swing of things!# Comments
Comments: 11
Thanks for the watch :'D sorry for the late reply, my inbox is crazy o.o
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sorry again about not being able to read it ;w;
Cry had been turned into a child.
“Hello Ryan,” greeted the elderly man. The boy nodded, not removing his masked eyes from the ever interesting floor boards.
‘Ryan’ made his way to the man’s bed side. He poured Mr. Jameson a cup of steaming hot tea, which said man took into his hands. He drank it in as if he had been deprived of water for years.
The young teen then made his way to the two men seated in the corner.
“Would y-you like a cup of tea?” the boy stuttered out. That wasn’t very cry-like, Felix thought as he watched the steam billow from the liquid as if filled the small piece of silverware. Stephano thanked the boy and took a large sip of the tea.
“Pewdie?” the blond looked up at the golden man, “why are you being such a pussy?”
The Swedish man sat silently, his eyes following the boy slightly as he sat down on the end of Mr. Jameson’s bed.
“That boy, his names cry.” The golden statue-now-man followed his friends gaze.
“He is a friend?”
“He was….” Stephano raised an eyebrow, but decided against asking his question, it could wait.
“May I ask why you two men are here in my castle?” Mr. Jameson asked, knocking pewdiepie out of his little reserve.
“I uh- I don’t- we weren’t trying to-“
“We don’t really know mister.” Stephano cut in.
He man smiled and nodded in understanding. “My home seems to attract people with similar memory troubles. I don’t understand why they all seem to have some sort of memory lapse.” The man’s gaze became hazy as he tried to think over the reason.
“Sir?” called the woman who stood in the corner. The two young men jumped at the woman’s sudden appearance, they had forgotten she was even there.
“Sorry Amelia.” The woman nodded and seeped back into the shadow in the corner.
“If you like you could stay with me for the night.”
“That won’t be n-“
“That would be great!” Felix cut off his golden friend.
The elderly man chuckled at the younger man’s childish outburst. His light hearted laugh was interrupted by a sickly cough. He coughed into his hand as Ryan patted his back.
“Thank you Ryan,” the boy nodded and settled back into his spot on the large bed. “I hope it’s okay if you share a room with Ryan here, my other rooms aren’t in the right order for guests at the moment.”
The two nodded in understanding. Cry stood up and whispered something rushed into the man’s ear. Mr. Jameson responded, and cry stomped his foot in frustration.
“Follow me.” He growled as he passed by the two.
This wasn’t going to end well, the brunette decided as he led the older males to his quarters.
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please please continue this~ its to adorable
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Just wanted you to know I haven't forgotten about you're request, I'm just being slow about it. Sorry about that.
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