⋆⁺₊❅. y͢o͢u͢.
°❆⋆.ೃ࿔*:・
y͢o͢u͢'͢r͢e͢ as p u r e
as the driven ...
𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘦?
She couldn't go much further. To try would be to waste what energy she had left, the energy she needed to last attempt to out of this. "Where will we go?" She asked. "I can't be seen in that District."
𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘦?
She couldn't go much further. To try would be to waste what energy she had left, the energy she needed to last attempt to out of this. "Where will we go?" She asked. "I can't be seen in that District."
"Right. Whose fault is that, sugar?" She finally asked.
"Right. Whose fault is that, sugar?" She finally asked.
"Weren't you leavin' anyway?"
"Weren't you leavin' anyway?"
"You better turn right around and go back, Coriolanus. Let me go too. I ain't gonna give you trouble," She promised, her voice sharp despite the wheeze behind it. "I mean it."
"You better turn right around and go back, Coriolanus. Let me go too. I ain't gonna give you trouble," She promised, her voice sharp despite the wheeze behind it. "I mean it."