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♥ or ↺ this post to get a  S T  A R T E R  C A L L   from  27YL!Mandy|Amy Fortner !

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like for a STARTER CALL from Mandy !

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this is a  S T A R T E R   C A L L   for IT oc MANDY BOWERS. If you want to rp, or are comfortable with me sending you anything just  ♥ or ↺ this post to know.

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Mandy winced, did he actually thought she was that stupid? However, there was no use in ignoring the obvious— that blood just didn’t come from nowhere.

“What— Was daddy mad?” she hoped this wouldn’t get any worse, even in such ocassion Mandy couldn’t help but mess it all up...

“Why are you covered in blood?” || bowersrunt

Shit.  He  forgot  about  that  one.  He  turned  his  head  to  look  back  at  his  sister.  He  didn’t  move  a  muscle  knowing  that  if  he  moved  she  would  run. “ It’s  ketchup. ”Play  it  cool.  You  knew  that  excuse  wouldn’t  work.

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“ He wanted me to go with HIM, 

                                            and had cast his LINE, 

hoping to snag his most elusive catch -                                   ME.”

    「 INDIE RP BLOG FOR MARVEL’S VICTOR CREED AND OC CHARLIE SAWYER, PENNED BY PETTA 」

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“ He wanted me to go with HIM, 

                                            and had cast his LINE, 

hoping to snag his most elusive catch -                                   ME.”

    「 INDIE RP BLOG FOR MARVEL’S VICTOR CREED AND OC CHARLIE SAWYER, PENNED BY PETTA 」

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“ He wanted me to go with HIM, 

                                            and had cast his LINE, 

hoping to snag his most elusive catch -                                   ME.”

    「 INDIE RP BLOG FOR MARVEL’S VICTOR CREED AND OC CHARLIE SAWYER, PENNED BY PETTA 」

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Rebecca Ferguson as Anna Gripenhielm in Nya Tider

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She scrunched her nose. She didn’t read that much aside from what Miss Chapman told them to and a few fantasy books for when she was at the library. “And you like that?”

As for herself, Mandy wasn’t sure she was in the right place to talk: her favorite reads had been fairy-tales from a book she found hidden in the library, and mostly because they had pretty cool drawings.

But even then, Elizabeth was content enough with the book, and it had been a while since they’ve meet...

“Can I read with you?” she let her bag fall besides one of the chairs, stepping just an inch closer to get a better look at the book.

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“There’s nothing wrong, Avery.” She’s not pleased with how cold she sounded, especially because it’s Avery she’s talking to. She sighed heavily, before slumping down. “Sorry, I... didn’t meant to snap at ya like that.”

Yet what he said had caught her attention, and suddenly the little girl’s face burned with shame at the thou— no! “Ewww, I didn’t need that image, Avery!”

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Suddenly, she tensed up like a violin string. If Avery knew— dear lord, if anybody knew what happened at home...

(But why? Why are you acting like Daddy did something b a d, Mandy?)

“Y-Yeah, just that Henry didn’t want anybody to find about his, uhm— a-allergies.” But just some randomly dropped sentence was needed to make her go all Bill Denbrough, was that the smartest excuse she could come to?

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As quiet as a mouse, both of the kids went down the stairs, the only sound being Avery’s ragged breath. This was bad, this was bad— they were supposed to study, heck, she was supposed to just drop her schoolwork and then go back home; but she couldn’t left Avery like this. Not around Patrick.

“H-Hold onto me, like this,” Mandy’s hand guided Avery’s so that he held onto her waist, and as serious as the situation was (he could barely walk, f_or heaven’s sake_) this was the closest they’ve ever been. 

Slowly, both of them landed on the first floor. “I—I’ve got twenty bucks, we can use it for the bus and-and then we can go to the pharmacy, if any-”

But Mandy couldn’t finish her sentence, she never could, for her back hit against some china jar, knocking it over and shattering it into a million pieces. “Shit, shit!” They’ve heard them, or worse: Patrick would’ve heard them.

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She stayed in silence for a while. Patrick wasn’t the only one, many people hated Daddy, even Henry hated his guts. They said he’d done bad things, that he was crazy, “Crazy Butch” they’ve called as it was the devil itself. Her? She loved him she had to, he was the only thing the Bowers siblings had since She left.

“Why are you telling me this?” she asked quietly, as if he was another boy and not her only friend. “Did—did something happened?”

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“NO!” she couldn’t bear that thought. No, no, he wouldn’t die— he couldn’t die. Even if this was just a really bad case of fever. “We—We’ll get you out, okay? Did he made it before you got sick, or way back?”

Even if her cheeks flushed hard at the sight of the partially naked Avery, she eased the task of clothing him as much as she did, even when helping him stand. “We can... go to the bus station and then aim for the hospital. Perhaps Patrick won’t be here or he’s asleep. C’mon” 

Mandy got him as quietly as she could to the hall, her heart beating so loudly she was sure the whole Derry would hear them. “Let’s go, Ave.”

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“Can I tell you something, and you promise to not tell anyone, cross your heart?” she reached closer to Avery, signaling him so she could whisper on his ear. “Daddy tried once to make him use a tuxedo, for something in the comissary, but he—”

She stopped midsentence, memories hitting Mandy like a ton of bricks as she bit her tongue. This— this was taking it to far.

“I—I’m sorry, it was nothing.” She pulled back before seeing around the hall, trying to make sure there was nobody around. “How long they’ve been gone? It’s... strange.”