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Are you...? sentence starters

1. “Are you okay?” 

2. “Are you hurt?” 

3. “Are you done?” 

4. “Are you pregnant?” 

5. “Are you crying?”

6. “Are you going to finish that?”

7. “Are you sure about this?”

8. “Are you finished yet?” 

9. “Are you ready to go?” 

10. “Are you sick?”

11. “Are you single?”

12. “Are you going to stop anytime soon?” 

13. “Are you tired?” 

14. “Are you awake?” 

15. “Are you always this ______?” 

16. “Are you crazy?” 

17. “Are you stupid or something?” 

18. “Are you going to help?” 

19. “Are you alive?” 

20. “Are you new here?” 

21. “Are you a _______?” 

22. “Are you hungry?” 

23. “Are you in/out/down/up there?” 

24. “Are you going to leave?” 

25. “Are you _______?” 

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“It doesn’t all have to be existential dread.” 

Falling silent he shifted lowering his gaze to the floor he sat upon in Anne’s house making a face before mumbling. “That’s easy for you to say, Anne.” he said while moving his drawing book away from him as he set down the pencil angrily lowering his gaze to his lap. “That’s how it will always be for me, that’s just how I think, that’s all okay..?” though she was right, he would often bury himself into a pit of his own self despair. It wasn’t pretty when he had did that, but he could no longer draw, to release the emotions he pent up on the bad days. What would he do now?

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“Seems like a silly thing to say, don’t you think?” 

His gaze flickered over quickly when he realized he wasn’t paying attention as he was staring down at the drawing pad he had in his lap. He pursed his lips together furrowing his eyebrows together bringing the erase end of the pencil to his lips staring at the other with a small nod but to only just frown. “Sorry I didn’t catch on what..what’s silly?” he asked while setting the pencil down closing the drawing pad to set it aside. He had been nervous all evening to hang out with Gilbert, he always just wondered why people chose willingly to hangout with him.

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“You, young boy - are not at all dressed for a summer soirée!”

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is this not what happened in 2x09

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“There’s more out there, you just have to be patient.”

His gaze flickered up in silence watching the girl sit across from him while he blinked swallowing the lump in his throat as he lowered his gaze to the book he had in his hands. “I know.” he said in a quieter tone while flipping to another page. “I just hate it..” he admitted in a much quieter voice while adjusting the hat he wore on his head in silence. “Thanks..though.” he glanced up again with a little crooked smile of his lips he tried so hard to look genuine.

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It was his wrist that ached with every attempt to draw causing him to become more frustrated the many more times he tried to stubbornly ignore the pain that shot up his arm. He threw down his drawing book onto the floor of the fort floor Anne and others usually hung out in before school and after school. He snatched his bag up and slung it over his petite built shoulders and headed out of the fort shoving aside the curtain that was the door.

He headed through the familiar woods to head towards the school to instead sit in there and wait for the day to start, he could hear the birds singing but it didn’t lift his mood up like it use to do. His frown remained on his face while he gripped the strap of his shoulder bag lifting his head up once the school building had come into view. He shoved the door open half expecting to see another person that he wouldn’t be close with but he spotted Gilbert.

It was like word vomit as the words found their way bubbling past his lips and out in the silence of the school house he was now in. “I don’t think I will be able to draw anymore.” which rung out with a slight echo as his voice was slightly raised due to being distraught. He watched Gilbert’s face change from sadness to anger slightly flinching at the raising of his voice while he lowered his gaze pitifully back to the ground below him. “No use.” he sat down at his desk while pulling out a book from his bag shaking his head. “I gave up, I can’t draw anymore.” he glanced up towards Gilbert with saddened blue eyes. “I just can’t.”

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“I wish it could always be like this.”

“You’re always there for me.”

“The stars are the only thing that makes sense.”

“There’s more out there, you just have to be patient.”

“It doesn’t all have to be existential dread.” 

“You’re so much different when we’re alone.”

“I like it when the worlds quiet.” 

“There’s a place for us somewhere.”

“They’ll name constellations after you one day.”

“Your hearts beating so fast.”

“They don’t know what they want.”

“You don’t know what you want.”

“That’s what they’re supposed to say.”

“We really don’t know what we’re doing.”

“I miss the old you.”

“Nostalgias a trap.”

“Aliens are out there.”

“Did you hear that?”

“I really want pizza right now, think it’s open?” 

“What time is it?”

“But why would they abduct cows?”

“We’ll all be dead soon enough anyways.” 

“I wish we didn’t have to sleep.”

“What do you believe in?”

“What happens after we die?”

“Seems like a silly thing to say, don’t you think?” 

“And what’s your excuse?”

“You’ll get it together soon.”

“Sometimes I feel like I’ll never have it together.”

“It’d be better if people weren’t so afraid of their feelings.”

“You keep quiet and we both lose.”

“I wish I could save this forever.”

“When did you realize you were in love with me?”

“The rooms spinning.”

“I loved you long before you knew.”

“I’m not afraid of death, I think it’ll be peaceful.”

“The Universe is too big for that.”

“Do you think we’ve met in other lives?” 

“I’d come back to haunt you.” 

“Would you come back to haunt me?”

“What’s alternate universe you doing right now?”

“Tell me a secret.”

“Why haven’t you told anyone?” 

“I wish we knew each other sooner.”

“You’re a game changer.” 

“I’m a game changer.”

“Don’t ignore fate.” 

“Ignorance isn’t bliss.”

“What, is that a conspiracy theory?”

“It’s probably the Illuminati anyways.” 

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                                                      “  Miss? What’s your name, Miss? ” 

                                                         priv. gilbert blythe from anne with an e     adored by ava. 

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