#aberration by castleevermore
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reddamselette · 3 days ago
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"Are you scared to be alone with me?" Neil asks with a slight tilt to his head, electric blue eyes staring directly at Andrew. It isn't difficult to notice Andrew would leave after the others, with excuses or mere silence. Neil is curious and with that curiosity, it knows no bounds. Andrew looks at Neil blankly. No emotions across his face except for a hazel gaze. Neil is wondering now if he'll take the bait he's casted. "No," Andrew says. "I don't like you." Neil hums in response and leans back in his seat, eyes flicking to the mirrored glass of the interrogation room knowing there may just be a handful of the staff standing on the other side. Watching. Listening. He shrugs, then, and looks back at Andrew. "Keeping me here for observation then? Don't trust me?" Andrew clicks his tongue and shuts the door behind him before he takes the seat across from Neil. "They trust you. I don't. I can tell from a mile away you're a fucking liar." "Mm. Trying to figure out what I lied about then? Well, you're wasting your time, Andrew. I wouldn't lie in a serious investigation that might help you catch... What do you call this killer? The Butcher of Baltimore?"
snippet of aberration (the aftg true crime au i mentioned a few days ago
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reddamselette · 2 days ago
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the best and worst thing about writing a true crime fic is that me, myself and i have to actively put myself in the shoes of a detective to create several files and cases
anyway expect me to rant about my favorite forever partners in this fic later on
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skyddish · 3 days ago
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"Are you scared to be alone with me?" Neil asks with a slight tilt to his head, electric blue eyes staring directly at Andrew. It isn't difficult to notice Andrew would leave after the others, with excuses or mere silence. Neil is curious and with that curiosity, it knows no bounds. Andrew looks at Neil blankly. No emotions across his face except for a hazel gaze. Neil is wondering now if he'll take the bait he's casted. "No," Andrew says. "I don't like you." Neil hums in response and leans back in his seat, eyes flicking to the mirrored glass of the interrogation room knowing there may just be a handful of the staff standing on the other side. Watching. Listening. He shrugs, then, and looks back at Andrew. "Keeping me here for observation then? Don't trust me?" Andrew clicks his tongue and shuts the door behind him before he takes the seat across from Neil. "They trust you. I don't. I can tell from a mile away you're a fucking liar." "Mm. Trying to figure out what I lied about then? Well, you're wasting your time, Andrew. I wouldn't lie in a serious investigation that might help you catch... What do you call this killer? The Butcher of Baltimore?"
snippet of aberration (the aftg true crime au i mentioned a few days ago
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