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🦈 finally got something for their sign indicator ☞ ﹙﹚ hand

YES

✿ 𝐖here the 𝚟𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚘𝚞𝚜 reside. 𝙏he perfect 𝚊 𝚏 𝚝 𝚎 𝚛 𝚕 𝚒 𝚏 𝚎

Don't you 😘 me.

🦈 I'M BEING BULLIED

I'm distraught

LEAVE ME ALONE

I'm taking a shower leave me alone

🦈 Absolutely not.

It's time.

🦈 augh, I need to write on here I fear

ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ𝕿𝗛𝗘𝗢𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗬, 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐎 𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗜𝗗𝗟𝗬 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐏𝐔𝐓 「 * 𝙈𝙀 」 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝑪𝑹𝑶𝑺𝑺𝑯𝑨𝑰𝑹𝑺, 𝐓𝐎𝐎 ──

🦈 Idk I think it'd be funny

🦈 hiiii guys

Shoot, I need to make a pie..

Ough

That's when Eryi pauses, their expression shifting to one of confusion. A dry suit? They've never heard of that before. Their mouth opens and closes, as if they were to say something. Shutting their mouth, they write again. ✎ ﹙I actually wasn't aware such a thing existed.﹚

【 𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘣𝘪𝘢 [𝘧𝘪𝘭-𝘶𝘩-𝘧𝘰𝘩-𝘣𝘦𝘦-𝘶𝘩] 𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯; 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 】

✎ ﹙Cold shock, hypothermia, I could go on a list but I won't do that.﹚ Eryi lets out a sigh, and begins to rise. Staring back at the ice in thought, they lightly kick at it with their skate. Then they turn towards Erin, with their notepad. —

In another universe, I'm capable of saving them, and I did it.

『 ℐ 𝒸𝒶𝓃'𝓉 𝒽𝑒𝓁𝓅 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓌𝑜𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓁𝒹 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒷𝑒 ℐ𝒻 𝓌𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒽𝑒𝓁𝒹 𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶 𝒷𝒾𝓉 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝑒𝓂𝓅𝒶𝓉𝒽𝓎. 』

🏹 A hopeless romantic all my life — I want it more & more & more 💘• I let the flames grow❗️ Not dancing alone — „

Their full attention is on Erin, occasionally nodding their head before they look back out at the ice. Oh? Fish? Following where Erin pointed, their attention lands on the fish below the ice. Slowly they scoot closer to the edge to get a closer look. How fascinating, they've never seen —

To Eryi, words alone can't express just how thankful they are. They'd start sounding like a broken record! Retracting their arm after the pat and tucking it back into the blanket. Slumping their shoulders, exhausted from the cold.

They pull back their notepad after Erin read it, readying their pen for whenever they write again. Slowly nodding while they listen, glancing out towards the frozen lake. With a quiet hum, Eryi turns back towards Erin. Pen to paper again, they write again. —

They truly didn't mind his company, rather appreciating the fact he stayed. A weak, yet genuine smile makes its way to their face as they reach a hand out. Ever so carefully patting the top of his head. " I am in your debt. "

Eryi only moved their balancing hand away, after he sat down, seeing as he no longer needed support. They took this time to wrap the blanket around themself, getting all snug why also using it to dry their hair off. Not exactly what they'd choose to dry off with, but they don't have many —

Eryi jolts in surprise from being approached, turning towards the other. They were a bit startled, having not been approached by someone. A girl with a.. fishbowl on her head? They've never seen that before, but they don't really linger on it. —

" they're a monster ! ! " / " they're a CHILD . "

With a simple nod, they lay there to rest for a moment while Magic takes his leave. Throughout the span of his absence, Eryi had managed to get themself to sit up. Their arms remain wrapped around their form in order to regulate warmth. Their focus is also on making sure they don't end up —

Coughing comes to a stop not long before the concerned questions were spoken towards them. Rubbing at their chest to soothe it, Eryi takes a deep shaky breath. “ I. . — ” They wince, voice a bit raspier from the coughing. Shivering again, they take a moment to compel themself. With a wheeze, —

Throughout their struggle, their head ended up going under water every few seconds of flailing. While their life was flashing before their eyes, their eyes shot towards the direction of Magic. Their mouth opens to call out for help, only for water to cut them off. And then for a moment..—

An incident occurred while in the middle of skating on the frozen lake. They ended up tripping over a chunk of ice nearby the edge, and ended up falling into the lake. Usually they're able to handle the cold... But the water is.. too cold. Shocking their nerves, and causing them to struggle —

🦈 giggles evilly.

     ♯┆ 𝐘our betrayal lingers, a scar that won't heal.

🦈 why does doing the dishes kill my back... and my chest.

"Formerly a Flower Scout. I now feel much better by being a science camper to be honest, like i love not being bossed around!" 🌹Arriving from the blue bird app 🌹Camp Camp RP but open to MVRP! 🌹Crossover friendly! 🌹Would be nice to have likes and RT's!

The way their voice sounds, and the volume of their voice could be considered confirmation of them being selectively mute, they definitely are. " Well, it is appreciated. I haven't shared my cocoa with anyone else other than my roommate.. so I'm glad you find it to your liking. "

Oh! In all honesty, they weren't expecting such praise. There's a twinkle in their eye as they glance down towards their notepad. They wonder... Clearing their throat, they manage to.. speak up! “ Thank you.. I appreciate it. ” A rare occasion of them speaking up, and it's in thanks!

     ♯┆ 𝐒ometimes the only way for those flowers to keep on growing is for you to have never been near them in the first place

What happens to a house when it is left alone? It becomes worn and aged. And its paint peels and its foundations begin to sink. It goes for too long unlived in.

The question catches Eryi's attention almost immediately, and they're quick to nod. A genuine smile forming on their face. For a moment, they look down at their hands.. full. Setting their own stuff down on a nearby stump, they pull out their notepad again. ✎ ﹙I did, yes. Made from scratch!﹚

🦈 waddles in. you've heard my rhombus rambles, get ready for eryi rambles. Taps mic; Another reason why they don't speak verbally is due to the amount of smoke they've inhaled from BOTH incidents which messed with their vocal chords. Causing their voice to be raspy--

“ Mhm! ” What a nice fella! Eryi indulges themself with their own cookie and cocoa. They've never thought about dipping cookies in hot cocoa before! So, why not! Mimicking Magic, they dip their own cookie into their cup and also bite. Humming softly in delight, what a good idea.

🦈 Tempted to write as Layla again

🦈

     ♯┆ 𝐘our betrayal cut so deep, it's a wound that makes me weep.

With another nod, they pull back their notepad and reach into another pouch on their belt. A bigger pouch than the one the notepad came out of. Opening it up, Eryi pulls out a small bag full of cookies. In the cold, there's slight steam coming off the bag. They pulled open the bag and reached —

There's no good outcome from a house fire.