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                   HER   SHOULDERS   DROPPED   AS   SOON   AS   HE   DENIED   BEING   MECHANIC.   Lips   displayed   more   of   her   disappointment   as   she   frowned,   arms   crossed   over   her   chest   as   she   looked   helplessly   at   the   bike.   She   was   a   first   time   rider,   and   of   course   now   it   decided   to   not   work   on   her   after   a   couple   of   months   being   here.   It   also   had   be   the   night   she   snuck   out   too.   If   all   hope   fails,   she   would   have   to   admit   defeat   and   call   a   very   upset   father.   Not   how   she   hoped   the   night   would   go.   A   sigh   slipped   through   parted   lips,   a   hand   went   to   lightly pat   her   forehead,   and   then   had   her   fingers   trail   though   weak   curls.   Awesome.   

                  SHE   HAD   BEEN   FAR   TOO   DISTRESSED   TO   REALIZE   HE   WAS   being   playful   until   he   started   speaking   again.   He   had   a   bike   too,   and   had   more   experience   working   on   them   than   she   did.   She   should   probably   change   that   if   she   was   going   to   keep   this   bike.   It   would   just   have   to   go   on   her   ever   growing   list,   “   Michael,   ”      her   voice   soft,   breathing   a   sigh   of   relief   to   have   a   name   with   his   face.   Her   body   was      also   relaxing,   “   I’m   Tammy.   ”   she   greeted,   flashing   him   a   smile   of   her   own.   This   situation   seemed   less   threatening   now   that   they   established   names,   however,   that   never   really—   okay,   she   was   jumping   to   conclusions.   Her   father’s   training   was   starting   to   get   irritating.                   TAMMY   GESTURED   TO   HER   BIKE,   A   SMALL   WAY   TO   LET   him   know   that   he   was   safe   to   approach.   After   that   gesture   she   placed   her   hands   in   the   back   pocket   of   her   jeans,   “   Yeah,   it's   an   older   one.   It   was   my   dad’s.   He   said   I   could   have   it   if   I   wanted   it,   ”   Tammy   looked   down   at   it   with   a   certain   fondness,   “   I   don’t   know   much   about   them,   but   it   was   working   fine   this   morning   and   the   months   before.   ”

" Not exactly a mechanic. "

Michael returns her playful tone and even goes so far as to offer her a half-smile. He wasn't a mechanic by any means, but he knew his way around bikes. He'd been hand-fixing his own for a few years ( two, sure, but that was enough to know his way around it ) and he figured he could give her a hand. Hopefully, at least. He was hoping it was just a minor ignition problem, maybe a clogged up vent, and not something that'd need tools. He wasn't sure if she carried them with her, though... the bike didn't look new. Older model, definitely been out on the road before. Maybe this was a problem she'd been having then? Or, hell, maybe it was used. Not as if standing around and looking at it was going to tell him anything. He gestures with his head and eyes, a sign he'd like to move closer without suddenly encroaching on the girl. He was, at least, aware this time around how he might look.

" I've got a bike myself though and I've been fixing it for a few years. You've got a nice bike, have you had it for awhile? " Michael looks it over again before he turns back to the girl, " Or is it used?... So I know what kind of trouble you might be having. I'm guessing it's not starting? "

A usual problem. And probably the only problem. He figured she wouldn't be standing around here looking lost if the bike was in any condition to drive out of there. It didn't look damaged from the outside, so definitely some kind of internal issue.

" I'm Michael, by the way, " He figured introducing himself might put the girl at ease, especially since he was bombarding her with questions.

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               A   FLEETING   CRUSH   WAS   ALL   IT   WAS   AND   WILL   BE.   TAMMY   could   never   have   the   stomach   to   actually   talk   to   anyone   she   found   attractive—   wait,   that   would   be   a   lie.   Granted,   Michael   came   to   her   first,   but   she   was   still   able   to   talk   with   him.   Beside   the   point,   Mercy   was   right.   He   was   a   vampire,   and   that’s   what   she   was   trained   all   her   life   to   kill.   Tammy   wasn’t   even   sure   if   she   could.   Sure   she   was   deadly   with   a   weapon   if   given   the   chance,   but   how   could   she   even   attack   one   when   she   could   hardly   talk   to   one   as   it   was?   Even   if   she   could,   then   being   friends   complicated   things   a   lot   more,   “   Hey,   I   can   admit   boys   can   be   ‘ew’.   I’ve   been   to   school,   I   know   how   they   can   be,   ”   she   chuckled,   following   Mercy   in   their   action   of   leaning   forward   on   the   railing.   Browns   watched   the   waves   in   the   distance,   listening   to   the   faint   sound   of   them   crashing   against   the   shore,   “   Oh?   ”   Tammy   lifted   her   gaze   to   Mercy’s,   “   Kinda   hard   to   miss,   huh?   She   is   pretty   cute,   isn’t   she?   ”   a   grin   started   to   form   at   the   corner   of   her   lips,   “   How   often   do   you   get   video   recommendations?   ”   It   was   her   turn   to   tease.

    𝗶𝘁  𝘄𝗮𝘀  𝗺𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀  𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲  𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀  𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁  𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱  𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗰𝘆  𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁  𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆  𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱  𝗯𝗲  𝗮  𝗻𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗹  𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻𝗮𝗴𝗲𝗿.   well  as  normal  as  they  could  be  for  someone  who  was  trained  to  hunt  and  kill  monsters  like  they  were.   teasing  tammy  about  boys  could  be  a  conversation  that  most  people  dismissed,  even  if  they  were  teasing  her  about  her    𝗰𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗵   on  a  vampire,  which  was  ridiculous  as  well  as  amusing.   pushing  their  sunglasses  up  to  the  top  of  their  head,  blonde  strands  moving  back  out  of  their  face  as  they  gave  her  a  smirk,   "   sure,  that's  exactly  what  you  think,  boys  are  ew,    "   mercy  teased,  a  playful  look  on  their  face  as  they  moved  to  lean  against  the  railing  as  they  looked  at  her,   "   you  don't  have  to  talk  to  him  to  stake  him,  which  is  what  you  should  be  doing,  not  making  friends,    "   they  pointed  out,  playful  tone  still  obvious  because  they  completely  understood  that  it  wasn't  as  easy  as  they  had  been  led  to  believe.   but  this  group  was    𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁,   they  couldn't  just  kill  one,  they  would  have  to  take  them  all  out.   yet  the  moment  tammy  brings  up  the  pretty  girl  from  the  video  store,  it  was  mercy's  turn  to  blush  slightly,  not  hugely  obvious,  just  a  slight  raise  of  pink  to  the  cheeks,   "   she's  kinda  impossible  not  to  notice   .   .   .   plus  she's  always  got  great  film  recommendations,    "

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                         𝟐𝟎𝟎 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒. 

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                     TAMMY   FELT   HER   FACE   FLUSH   WITH   HEAT—   ANGER   RISING   TO   her   face.   Her   fists   clench   at   her   sides,   nails   digging   within   the   flesh   with   no   doubt   adding   crescent   moons.   This   was   the   first   time   she   allowed   any   other   expression   besides   happiness   to   be   noticed.   She   was   an   awkward   girl,   never   really   sure   how   to   interact   with   people   given   most   of   her   life   she   was   hardly   socialized.   But,   hearing   those   words   hurt   more   than   she   could   realize.   Her?   Lying?   How   could   she   be?   How   could   she   lie   about   something   she’s   not?   Besides,   this   was   what   she   came   out   to   say   after   such   a   long   moment   of   silence?   The   childish   quiet   treatment?   

               HER   BROWS   FURROWED   EVEN   MORE,   TAKING   A   HALF   STEP   FORWARD.   Her   head   lifted,   and   shifted   to   the   side,   “   Me?   Lying?   How?   Oh,   what?   Because   I’m   some   vampire   hunter?   I   have   never   killed   or   hurt   anyone   until   you,   and   guess   what?   It   was   an   accident!   ”   she   let   her   hands   relax   at   her   sides,   shoulders   slumped,   “   How   can   I   lie   about   something   I   never   saw   myself   as?   ”   

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                         𝟐𝟎𝟎 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒. 

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                  SHE   LEANED   BACK   AGAINST   THE   POPULAR   RAILING   WHERE   THE   LOST   Boys   usually   hung   about,   her   elbows   resting   on   the   cool   metal,   head   tilted   back,   and   browns   taking   in   the   night   sky.   The   gentle   push   of   waves   could   lull   anyone   into   a   nice   sleep.   Tammy   could   easily   drift   off   if   she   wasn’t   careful.   Even   as   she   stood   here,   the   waves   mixed   with   distant   sounds   of   joy   from   the   boardwalk,   her   eyelids   were   becoming   heavy.   Darkness   wasn't   always   filled   with   monsters   and   evil   things.   Her   father   wanted   what   was   best   for   her,   to   keep   her   safe   with   stories   he   claimed   were   real   life   events,   but   how   could   she   take   him   seriously   sometimes?   And,   most   importantly,   why   did   something   deep   within   her   think   he   was   right?   It   was   troubling   for   her.   All   her   life   she   tried   to   reject   it,   and   now   living   here…   she   felt   something   was   wrong.   It   didn’t   help   the   fact   of   her   friend   telling   their   own   stories.                      A   FAMILIAR   VOICE   CALLED   TO   HER,   BREAKING   THE   HYPNOTIZING   TRANCE   of   the   waves.   Tammy   lifted   her   head   to   find   Star.   She   smiled   in   response   to   her   words,   “   Please,   you   sound   like   my   dad.   If   he   knew   I   was   out   so   late   he   would   have   a   fit,   ”   she   rolled   her   eyes,   “   I’m   not   too   worried.   Why?   You   scared   of   something?   You   have   those   big   bad   men   to   keep   you   safe.   ”   she   said   playfully.

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                  SHE   HAD   BEEN   REBELLING   MORE   NOW   THAT   SHE   HAD   THE   choice.   She   had   it   a   few   years   ago   too,   but   with   the   health   her   father   was   in   it   was   much   easier   to   slip   out.   She   knew   it   was   wrong   of   her   to   leave   her   father   unattended   when   he   needed   her   the   most,   but   then   again   what   was   wrong   with   being   gone   just   a   few   hours?   Besides,   her   friend   also   influenced   her   to   sneak   out   anyway.   Bless,   Mercy.   It   felt   like   she   was   finally   living   her   life.   

                  THE   NIGHT   WAS   GROWING   NEAR   THOSE   WITCHING   HOURS,   AND   SHE   knew   it   was   time   to   head   home.   The   blackness   that   surrounded   her   made   her   feel   anxious,   chills   ran   down   her   spine,   goosebumps   crawling   along   her   skin.   She   didn’t   like   this   part,   though.   Going   home   with   the   childhood   stories   ringing   in   her   head.   But,   were  they   just   child   fantasies?   Those   things,   those   journals   in   her   grandparents’   attic,   were   they   real?   It   had   to   be   something   since   Mercy   believed   it,   and   they   were   very   serious   when   speaking   about   a   journal   that   was   brought   to   her   attention.   She   sighed   through   parted   lips   as   she   finally   reached   her   father’s   bike.   Moving   to   straddle   it,   she   went   to   start   it,   and…   and   nothing.   A   grunt   left   her   as   she   tried   it   again,   and   again,   and   again,   and   again—   it   wasn’t   starting.   She   let   her   head   fall   back   to   let   out   a   loud   groan.   Not   what   she   needed   tonight.   

                  SHE   SAT   THERE   FOR   A   LONG   MOMENT,   LETTING   THE   SILENCE   hang   heavy   around   her.   She   could   hear   the   distant   noise   of   the   boardwalk,   an   eerie   sound   that   reminded   her   of   fluttering   bat   wings.   She   shivered.   With   another   sound   of   discouragement,   she   dismounted   the   bike.   It   looked   like   she   might   need   to   call   Mercy—   she   spun   around   when   she   heard   a   voice.   A   boy   around   her   age   was   walking   towards   her,   his   question   reaching   her   ears.   Her   body   stiffened   a   little,   muscles   ready   to   pounce,   “   I…   ”   Browns   looked   down   at   the   said   bike,   wondering   if   she   should   lie   or   not,   “   Yeah,   uh,   I   actually   am,   ”   her   eyes   looked   back   to   the   approaching   figure   to   note   his   features.   And,   just   like   all   the   rest   of   the   boys   who   walk   the   boardwalk,   he   was   handsome,   “   It’s   not   starting.   Did   the   heavens   bless   me   with   a   mechanic   at   this   hour?   ”   Hope   in   her   voice   though   it   was   playful.   

The boardwalk had become Michael's usual haunt. It was the easiest place to find the Lost Boys, the closest to his home, and he figured even if he failed to meet up with them for whatever reason he'd still be getting out of the house for another night. It felt good to just be able to come and go as he pleased, to have a reason to leave his house that wasn't just a lonely drive down the streets of Phoenix until he got too tired to continue driving. Sometimes that didn't even happen and he returned just so his family wouldn't worry, crawling into bed for a restless night just to repeat it again a few nights later. Santa Carla didn't yet feel like a home to him, but it had been the best chance he had a new start. He had a girlfriend now, or at least he thought he did. He hoped he did, anyway. He liked Star, more than any girl he'd ever met before. She was special and, thanks to her, Michael had managed to meet the Lost Boys. They were rough around the edges, not the type of people Michael would ever tell his mother he was spending time with, but he liked them more than he realized. He thought they might have liked him too.

Hence is the reason Michael is here that night, walking through the crowds in hopes of finding them gain. He didn't yet think he could just show up to their little hideout, they weren't that particularly close yet, but he figured running into them on the boardwalk was a decent enough excuse to find them and, more importantly, Star again. Unfortunately for Michael, he hadn't yet caught sight or sound of them. Hence is the reason he had wandered towards the parking lot, hoping to at least see if their bikes were parked there to at least give him a sign if they were actually there that night or if he'd spent more time than necessary searching for ghosts. He's standing at the entrance, hands in his pockets as he scans the vicinity. It was dark, or it should have been dark, but it seemed a lot brighter than it should have. Maybe the moon was helping? Didn't matter to him, really, since it helped him check over the vehicles for anything that looked like those familiar Triumphs. He almost felt a little disheartened when he couldn't spot them and had been ready to return to the boardwalk and get some use out of his night when a figure caught his attention. A girl, he guessed, seemingly struggling with an idling bike. She didn't seem as if she knew what she was doing as far as Michael could tell, and he spent a few moments watching her, debating if he should even approach her in the dark like this.

He argued back it might be worse to just leave her here in the dark, actually, without any apparent transportation. Michael pulls his hands from his pocket as he approaches.

" Excuse me, " He calls when he was a few yards away. He didn't want to scare her.

" Are you having trouble with your bike? "

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OLIVIA BAKER All American 1.04 "Lose Yourself"

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Tammy Kane edits. ( MUTUALS ONLY MAY INTERACT )

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                                       𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥, 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫.

Mercy Silver & Tammy Kane. @legacytaught ( MUTUALS ONLY MAY INTERACT )

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And pushing out her full name as well… it’s Tammy Grace Kane. When she was younger her mother used to call her Tammy Grace when she was in trouble, or she would sing it when she was in a good mood.

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𝟐𝟎𝟎 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 

from this generator.

❛ close your eyes and hold out your hands. ❜ ❛ what are you smiling at? ❜ ❛ i can’t leave you alone for one minute, can i? ❜ ❛ was it you? did you do all this? ❜ ❛ i don’t know how you do this every day… ❜ ❛ that is not an appropriate question to ask a lady you’ve just met. ❜ ❛ i’m not sorry. ❜ ❛ i did warn you not to trust me. ❜ ❛ do you remember anything? at all? ❜ ❛ you’re lucky you’re cute. ❜ ❛ why don’t you just kill me? ❜ ❛ did you hurt yourself? ❜ ❛ i could show you the way. ❜ ❛ i don’t feel so good. ❜ ❛ you owe me a dinner. a very nice dinner. ❜ ❛ don’t go. please. ❜ ❛ you wanna know what your problem is? ❜ ❛ i’m here to drink alone. ❜ ❛ don’t run away from this. ❜ ❛ i’m just saying, murder is an option. ❜ ❛ i didn’t realize you were in so much pain. ❜ ❛ i guess it runs in the family, huh? ❜ ❛ you wouldn’t understand. ❜ ❛ we’ve been through a lot. i think we should just lay low and take it easy. ❜ ❛ dangerous to be out so late. ❜ ❛ i hope you haven’t been standing out in the cold this whole time. ❜ ❛ i made a mistake. ❜ ❛ am i not good enough? ❜ ❛ i’m going to get you out of here. ❜ ❛ why did you bring me here? ❜ ❛ aren’t we in a good mood today? ❜ ❛ don’t shut me out. please. ❜ ❛ the storm’s getting worse. ❜ ❛ i never meant to hurt you. ❜ ❛ you’re about as intimidating as a butterfly. ❜ ❛ have you come to laugh at me in my miserable state? ❜ ❛ here, take this. you’ll catch a cold. ❜ ❛ this is the part where you leave. ❜ ❛ why are you talking like we’ll never see each other again? ❜ ❛ you stepped on my foot! ❜ ❛ you’re not a very convincing liar. ❜ ❛ we’re in completely different leagues. ❜ ❛ how did you find me? ❜ ❛ i don’t need you anymore. ❜ ❛ rough day today? ❜ ❛ snap out of it! ❜ ❛ you look better in my clothes than i do. ❜ ❛ why are you still here? ❜ ❛ can i ask… what happened? ❜ ❛ are you saying you care about me? ❜ ❛ i won’t let anyone hurt you. ❜ ❛ it’s not stealing if it was mine to begin with. ❜ ❛ well, this is where i live. ❜ ❛ we’re not so different after all. ❜ ❛ how long have i been asleep? ❜ ❛ no more lies, no more secrets. ❜ ❛ can you forgive me? ❜ ❛ i thought you… i saw you get shot. ❜ ❛ why are you really here? ❜ ❛ i wish we never met. ❜ ❛ you look like you need a hug. ❜ ❛ would you run away with me? ❜ ❛ see? i’m not just a pretty face. ❜ ❛ we can stop them. i can help you. ❜ ❛ what now? i’m tired. ❜ ❛ i didn’t want you to see me like this. ❜ ❛ i can’t do this without you. ❜ ❛ if you tell me yours, i’ll tell you mine. ❜ ❛ are you threatening me? ❜ ❛ did you ever care about me? ❜ ❛ treat me like the princess that i am! ❜ ❛ i’m not leaving you. ❜ ❛ why did you come? ❜ ❛ i need your help… and you need mine. ❜ ❛ i wish i could hate you. ❜ ❛ i see you don’t recognize me. well, it was a long time ago. ❜ ❛ you’ve lost a lot of blood. ❜ ❛ i had my suspicions, but until now i wasn’t sure. ❜ ❛ there’s nothing left for me here. ❜ ❛ that is… literally illegal. you’re describing something illegal. ❜ ❛ wait. i’ve heard that sound before. ❜ ❛ just try to hang on. ❜ ❛ so why’s it so important anyway? ❜ ❛ i’ll stay in tonight, thanks. ❜ ❛ we can’t keep going on like this. ❜ ❛ in about a minute, you’ll be sorry you didn’t listen to me. ❜ ❛ is this seat taken? sorry, it’s a bit crowded here. ❜ ❛ you can’t leave me here alone! ❜ ❛ i’ll believe it when i see it. ❜ ❛ why are you laughing? this is a very serious situation. ❜ ❛ i bought two. here. ❜ ❛ i’ve seen you before, walking by. ❜ ❛ why can’t i come with you? ❜ ❛ c'mon. aren’t you worried what might happen if we go? ❜ ❛ walk with me? ❜ ❛ it’s very rude to stare. ❜ ❛ how many times have i told you? you can’t visit me here. ❜ ❛ we can’t fix this. can we? ❜ ❛ are you going to kill me? ❜ ❛ it’s not like you can stop me. ❜ ❛ it’s not safe for people to see us together. ❜ ❛ take me with you. ❜ ❛ some risks are worth taking. ❜ ❛ let them go. take me instead. ❜ ❛ what do you want in exchange for it? ❜ ❛ is being drunk an excuse? ❜ ❛ promise me you won’t overreact. ❜ ❛ how can i possibly trust you? after all you’ve done. ❜ ❛ how long have you been standing there? ❜ ❛ why did you wake me? ❜ ❛ i’m not here to talk about my feelings. ❜ ❛ you were going to leave without saying goodbye? ❜ ❛ for some reason, i’m attracted to you. ❜ ❛ promise me? ❜ ❛ it’s nothing, i’m just tired. ❜ ❛ i feel safe with you. ❜ ❛ i don’t need your help. ❜ ❛ i think i have a bit more experience with this thing than you do. ❜ ❛ no way, i’m not doing that. ❜ ❛ i do care. ❜ ❛ you snore in your sleep. it’s adorable. ❜ ❛ i have a spare bed. ❜ ❛ you’re very kind. some day it’ll get you killed. ❜ ❛ you’ll always have a home with me. ❜ ❛ of course i care. you’re my family. ❜ ❛ you shouldn’t insult people that are bigger than you. ❜ ❛ i never wanted to hurt you. ❜ ❛ i swear it wasn’t me. ❜ ❛ we can just sit here, you don’t have to talk. ❜ ❛ did you miss me? ❜ ❛ this isn’t just about you. it’s about what’s best for all of us. ❜ ❛ you can never admit when you’re wrong! ❜ ❛ is this what you wanted? ❜ ❛ what are you doing out here by yourself? ❜ ❛ sorry to put you through that. i guess i owe you one now. ❜ ❛ the only time you talk to me is when you need something. ❜ ❛ i’m still learning. ❜ ❛ if you have something to say, spit it out. ❜ ❛ you… don’t like me very much, do you? ❜ ❛ i’m on your side. ❜ ❛ i risked my life for you! ❜ ❛ whatever you’re going to ask, the answer is no. ❜ ❛ you can stay with me. ❜ ❛ i just need time. ❜ ❛ please don’t do this, don’t act like you care. ❜ ❛ who the hell invited you? ❜ ❛ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ❜ ❛ i just wanted to say i’m sorry. ❜ ❛ think of it as a compliment. ❜ ❛ do you ever stop being so serious and dull? ❜ ❛ it’s rare to see your kind around here. ❜ ❛ you remember me. that’s good. ❜ ❛ you’re a terrible flirt you know. ❜ ❛ are you kidding me? we’re not ‘fine’! ❜ ❛ right now i wish i was dead. ❜ ❛ i guess i should’ve told you. ❜ ❛ you’re not alone. i’m here. ❜ ❛ you’ve been so quiet. what’s on your mind? ❜ ❛ knowledge is power. ❜ ❛ you scared me. ❜ ❛ well, what’s so strange about that? ❜ ❛ don’t look at me like that. ❜ ❛ i want to be there when you get what’s coming to you. ❜ ❛ just who do you think you are? ❜ ❛ you look… amazing. ❜ ❛ we’re safe, aren’t we? ❜ ❛ you know, i really hoped i’d never see this place again. ❜ ❛ don’t touch me. get away from me. ❜ ❛ i thought you’d like this. ❜ ❛ it’s too dark, i can’t see anything. ❜ ❛ what’s that smug look for? you think you can do any better? ❜ ❛ who did you piss off this time? ❜ ❛ you should’ve thought about that before you got into a fight. ❜ ❛ i only wanted to help. ❜ ❛ you knew and you didn’t tell me? ❜ ❛ you don’t scare me. ❜ ❛ wow, look who remembered my existence. ❜ ❛ change isn’t easy. ❜ ❛ why did you help me? ❜ ❛ why do you hate me? ❜ ❛ i can’t even trust myself anymore. ❜ ❛ i was making sure you weren’t dead, since you never called. ❜ ❛ you look awful. what happened? ❜ ❛ are you here to kill me? ❜ ❛ you know you aren’t allowed in here, right? ❜ ❛ was that a friend of yours? ❜ ❛ two years later and you haven’t changed. ❜ ❛ you look like you just saw a ghost. ❜ ❛ nobody tells me what to do. ❜ ❛ you’re too scared to do it, aren’t you? ❜ ❛ come on. it can’t be that bad. ❜ ❛ i hope to repay your kindness someday. ❜ ❛ just let me do this for you. ❜ ❛ why were they coming after you? ❜ ❛ how many people have you killed? how many? ❜ ❛ how much do you value your life? ❜ ❛ you don’t know when to give up, do you? ❜ ❛ don’t lie to me. ❜ ❛ i’m not sober enough to talk about this. ❜ ❛ have a drink with me. ❜

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MADISON BAILEY as KIARA CARRERA in OUTER BANKS (2020–)