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Bringing back this account. × Descriptive/Literate. × Marrish with chemistry. × SL's needed. RT, please?


« seemed to look around the room once again, but soon stopped when @DerelictSage had finished paying.


Lydia's hand left @DerelictSage's back, but she still kept ahold of the other's hand whilst she paid the tattoo artist. She »


« though she couldn't take care of herself. [@DerelictSage]


« knew @DerelictSage was in pain, even if the brunet tried not to show it. But, still, Lydia didn't want Allison to feel as »


Lydia tried to help as best she could anyway; her hand moving to sit on Allison's back as she stood up, and she » [@DerelictSage]


« a tight grip on Allison's hand, Lydia began to speak in a concerned tone. “Are you alright? Do you need my » [@DerelictSage]


“Yes, I do remember. That's very true.” She smiled, but she was soon concerned again when she heard @DerelictSage wince. Keeping »


« the tattoo until it was covered, which made her eyes go to @DerelictSage's once again. “I'm surprised you managed to get »


Lydia was happy that was over, and that Allison didn't have to go through anymore pain. Her hues focused on » [@DerelictSage]


She looked at @DerelictSage, nodding her head slowly as a response. She wasn't sure if she even believed that. “Yeah, okay, if »


Lydia's expression turned to concern at Allison's yelp, and the blonde had to refrain herself from yelling at the » [@DerelictSage]


« giving it a gentle, affectionate squeeze, hoping that would send some type of message across. [@DerelictSage]


« She didn't really know how to make it better, and she probably couldn't, so she just kept ahold of the other's hand, » [@DerelictSage]


Lydia knew Allison well, and by the looks of her features, she wasn't okay at all. Lydia could see right through that » [@DerelictSage]


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