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❛ ⅋ 𝐢. 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗲 ( @enternights ) ━ setting description : 02 / 15 @ 7:35 pm !
❛ ⅋ 🐇 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗮𝘅 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆'𝘀 nails from the vigil , and she wasn't sure why that unsettled her so much . maybe it was because it reminded her how easy it was to leave a mark — how easy it was for something to melt away completely . mary sighed , crossing her arms as she eyed the fundraiser crowd . " you ever get the feeling that no one here actually gives a damn ? " she muttered , half to herself , half to whoever was standing close enough to hear . " like . . . they show up , pretend to care , and then tomorrow , it's back to normal ? "
❛ ⅋ 𝐢. 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗲 ( @outc4sts ) ━ setting description : 02 / 15 @ 6:45 pm !
❛ ⅋ 🐇 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗹 anymore , but it didn't matter — the names were burned into her mind now . none of them had any business being there , and yet , no one else seemed to be questioning it . simply accepting the futile excuses from the higher - ups in town . she turned to the person next to her , tilting her head slightly . " humor me , " she said , voice low but teasing , like she wasn't actually asking them for permission . “ let's say you woke up one day and found your name carved into stone with a bunch of other dead people . what's your next move ? ”
❛ ⅋ 🐇 " 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆'𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗲 . " 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀 𝗹𝗲𝗳𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆'𝘀 mouth before she decided to speak . she wasn't sure what part of zeynep's rambling had drawn her in , the cracked glass , the name on the memorial , or the quiet — desperate edge to her voice , smoothed over by forced indifference . maybe it was all of it . either way , mary was now involved .
mary exhaled slow and steady , before leaning in slightly . " they just pretend not to until it's too late . " her eyes dropped to the remnants of the broken glass the sharp fractures catching in the dim light of the redstone . she could hear the crack in zeynep's voice — brief , it might've gone unnoticed if mary didn't recognize the sound of someone barely holding it together . " you're not just some myth waiting to happen . but if you keep talking like that , you'll make it easier for them . "
location: redstone bar
time & date: february 15 & 6:00pm
status: open to everyone !
“it was an accident, i swear!” the words rushed out in a furious whisper, she hadn't even noticed that she wasn't alone. zeynep pushed the empty glass she had been inspecting away from herself, before signaling the bartender for another around. “the glass was cracked when i picked it up, who knows how long it’s been defective...right?” she couldn't help but cringe at the sound of her voice, the brief crack felt foreign. no part of her wanted to admit that her name etched into the memorial had left her frightened. zeynep knew fear, it had plagued her nights. every red and blue flashing light had left her in a cold sweat for years. “anyways, apparently i'm on a hit list. they might not even notice before i become the next missing myth in town.” the words flowed so flippantly from her that zeynep could almost fool herself with the feigned nonchalance. “you don't think they'll notice, do you?”