Fourth? Woah...Didn't I write you my first Blackcest for last year's anniversary? Or was that something else?
'COURSE YOU ARE - YOU ARE THE ULTIMATE WIFEY THAT BREEZED IN AND TOOK OVER THE YEAR. :DDD
Roger! Or Fred and um, George. XD
But they've always been together.
George's freckles are violently orange against the contrast of his bloodless, grey skin. Lineless and unmarked. Only twenty-two, such a tragedy. Fucking tragedy.
He doesn't stay for long. He can't stay forever and any lingering would only knife the pain of distance, eternity just a little bit deeper. The war has only just begun. He can't afford to fall apart.
It shouldn't have been like this. They didn't deserve it. He lights a Muggle cigarette, inhales and closes his eyes. He exhales into the fierce October winds, lets his tears disappear in the wailing of the falling leaves.
'COURSE YOU ARE - YOU ARE THE ULTIMATE WIFEY THAT BREEZED IN AND TOOK OVER THE YEAR. :DDD
Roger! Or Fred and um, George. XD
But they've always been together.
George's freckles are violently orange against the contrast of his bloodless, grey skin. Lineless and unmarked. Only twenty-two, such a tragedy. Fucking tragedy.
He doesn't stay for long. He can't stay forever and any lingering would only knife the pain of distance, eternity just a little bit deeper. The war has only just begun. He can't afford to fall apart.
It shouldn't have been like this. They didn't deserve it. He lights a Muggle cigarette, inhales and closes his eyes. He exhales into the fierce October winds, lets his tears disappear in the wailing of the falling leaves.
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