#°.⋆♡ queue. / 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘴 !

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roll of her eyes , how was @beaniestm's voice worse than nails against chalkboard ? ❛ do you ever listen to yourself or do you just enjoy making all of us suffer ? ❜ beanies wasn't exactly a job anyone wanted , but it paid the bills ( barely ). hearing emma complain about singing and tips? it was as routine as the loser that came in to flirt with her. ❛ we get it, your life is miserable , don't drag the rest of us down with you. ❜

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their shared badges , were not to be of celebration. @actiongrrl , a survivor just like her. placed on a pedestal , at the cost of people they loved. it's a moment of pause , before a smile is etched on sienna's features. does sam wear the guilt of living , just like herself ? that is the question she wants to ask. to know , she isn't alone.

instead all that comes out is a greeting. ❛ i hate these things , too many people. ❜ she laughs it off , but it's the truth. too many eyes on her , too many that are too interested in the wrong parts of her story.

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it isn't that she's not happy , no jester has found a home with the mighty nein. but it didn't stop her from missing the home in nicrodranas. @coldexile had brought pieces of it to her in the shape of her room in the tower. it was like caleb understood , maybe better than anyone else. all the little details he had managed to get right , like had listened to every word of her stories. not missed a single minute of everything she showed them when they had visited her home.

steaming mug held in hand , one now offered out to him. jester knows he's lost in books , lost in thought. she's memorized the way his forehead wrinkles just a little when so. but it doesn't stop her from sitting next to him , almost too close to try and peek at book. ❛ what are you reading cayleb ? i bet it's totally , probably something boring. ❜

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❛ it's fine , we're fine. just be cool ! ❜ yeah , it's @bykori that deserves those words. it isn't herself , that's totally freaking out. it wasn't like what happened was exactly their faults. it was just a prank, that's all. a harmless , fun prank. and hey , weren't they all better off now ? without max running around bullying everyone ( and dirtying dreams ) , the world felt like an entire different place.

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most of the time , they don't talk about it. pretend that what happened in hawkins ? none of it exists. life after they moved away, it's simple and easy. it's almost routine how their days flow , some kind of comfort chrissy finds in the mundane of it all. home and work , repeat the cycle over and over again. but in the cracks , there slipped pieces of that time. it's why she liked working nights , keeping busy in the dark. sleeping with sun in the sky , when she felt more safe. sometimes it left little time with @coldexile , but they found ways to make it work. they always had.

it's one of the nights she's off , curled up on the couch instead of in his arms. chrissy isn't sure what's playing on tv , only on for the background noise. something in their apartment always playing , for the sake of them both. she's not there , focused elsewhere. only brings her attention back at him joining her , wordlessly reaching for his hand.

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rested on back , view is of hotel ceiling. she's bored and she knows her leash is tight. @b4didea has made sure of that. no escape from the room saw her like a wild animal , pacing a path back and forth from entry door to middle of room only just recently quit. there's a flicker of blue hues to his figure now , exasperated sigh falling from her lips.

❛ i'm going to die of boredom , and it's going to be all your fucking fault. ❜ her words are pointed like a dagger right at him , bodyguard a thorn in her side since he was hired. she had successfully managed to get rid of others , but rip ? he was just as stubborn as her and it was proving a problem. something she was going to make known to everyone.

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everything stops , in that moment nothing else exists. the echo of his voice , over and over again. the return of victors to the arena , the price they would all pay for the safety taken for granted. it's empty , the moments between the announcement heard and how annie has ended up here. the sound of the waves , how they terrify and comfort all the same. she's already back to that place , back in the arena where the water drowns her, pulls her under. there is no escaping , and that's become all too clear with the quell that is upon them.

she doesn't notice @espres0s at first , not until he's beside her. annie tries to offer him a smile , but it catches and doesn't reach. it falls , her throat grows tight. she won't cry , she won't let the capitol have that victory. ❛ if they draw her name , i'll volunteer. ❜ and mags would do the same for her , annie was no fool to that. neither of them were fit for the games , but what choice did they have ?