"Draft" - Talking
Draft - System talking
Draft - Thoughts
(Draft) - Me talking
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[A/n} If you see this --> (̶D̶r̶a̶f̶t̶)̶ and it doesn't end with a '-S' at the end it isn't the System talking. Just so you know :)
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~ Nathan's POV ~
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When Nathan heard that his younger half sisters were hosting a tea party, he immediately left his room using a secret passage he had found when he was young - He wasn't allowed to be seen by anyone unless given permission by the Lady and the Lord - to go towards the garden since nobody else ever went there for some reason, but he wasn't going to complain.
If he had stayed in his room, he would have gotten a clear view of everyone having fun through his window and he would have just felt even more sad than he already was.
He didn't like being sad.
(̶O̶r̶ ̶J̶e̶a̶l̶o̶u̶s̶)̶
It was always an ugly feeling that he didn't want to feel.
(̶T̶o̶o̶ ̶b̶a̶d̶ ̶t̶h̶a̶t̶'̶s̶ ̶w̶h̶a̶t̶ ̶h̶e̶ ̶a̶l̶w̶a̶y̶s̶ ̶f̶e̶e̶l̶s̶)̶
He wasn't worried that somebody would just go into his room.
He was only ever called if he had to go to a ball and if they needed anything else they would just tell him through the door and then immediately leave.
They always left.
̴̴̠̜͎̙͍̳̤̗̻̳̗͙̖̩̘͛ͩ̏ͫ̌ͭ̉̑͂̚
̴̴̪̪̮͍͉͔̞͉̭ͭ̌̎̓͊́͗ͥͅͅ(̴̹̞̹̜̭ͤ̐͛ͩ̈ͯ̚̚W͔͓͕̖̞͗ͨ̿₶̴̖͚̦̳͓ͬͭ̑ͥ̋̿̿ͫ¥̴̮̥͇͖̣͖̐̍̎͆͊ ̴͚̻̻̼͇̼͈ͮͨ͒ͬ͊₡̴̲̰̰̥͓̂̒͗̋͂Ꮻ̴͍̝̤̰̻̺͍̆͂ͤɄ̴̠͔̦̔̾͛̂̽Ł̴͈̼͙̺͉̪͙͈̐̇͑̇̐̎Đ̴̺̫͇̩͇̬ͤ̂̏͆ͨͭ̐̇₦̴̭̗̘̭̺̗ͦͦ̎̅͛̏ͭ̏'̴̠̗̮̞̞ͨ̇ͬ₮̴̺̳͇͈͓̘͋̋ͨ ̴̺͚͔̻̦̺̄̉̇̊ͮͩ̍₮̴͎̠͇̱̘̹̝ͮ͛͆ͫ̒H€̴̮͆͋ͧ͊͆¥̴͖͇̬͓̘͓͇͇̭̠̇͑̓̚ ̴̜̜̣̻̜͇͕ͨ̓ͪ̈ͣ̐͋$̴͍̬͈̤̓̉͆ͭͩ́̽₮̴͎̦̖̘͔͌͌̆₳̴̗̽̆́̎̾ͅ¥̴͚̻̦͈͍̹̝ͤ̌͛͂ ̴͇͔̪̞̟̭̩ͫͣ̅̾₣̴̭͔̹̘ͭͫ͂ͬ͛Ꮻ̴͓͉̝̬̜̐̇̿̅ͤ̃̉R̗̹̤̳͙ ̴̩̝̤͙̳͉͖͒̐̓͒ͭᏫ̴̹̲̩̺̯̮͆ͫ̽̽͋₦̴̙̖̺̙̃̒̍ͬͩ₡̴̪͍͍̏̒̍̏ͪ̐̿€̴̙̙͚͙̼͔̰̫̊͂̇ͦ?̴̣̼͓͉̩̬̜̔̈́ͩͅ!͓̪̺̈́͂)̴̻̜̻͗͗͛ͪͮ̇̍̇̉
But it was fine.
(̶I̶t̶ ̶a̶c̶t̶u̶a̶l̶l̶y̶ ̶w̶a̶s̶n̶'̶t̶)̶
He had his garden and that's all he really needed.
I҉̡̯̺̜̅́͋̃͢͜ʇ c̷̶҉̵̢͚̣̻̲̬͑̑͛͐̀͜͜͜͝͡͝͠o҉̢̡̲͇̌͗̀͢͝U̵̶̸̹̮̹̲̻͙̎ͪͣͦ͜͡͞͡͡l̶҉̰͚͖͕̍̈́̅͗̏̇͢͜͜͝p̷̸̷̨͙͙͇ͨ̌ͣ͋͟͢͠u̶͖̖͆̊̈́͡͡'ʇ l̶҉̰͚͖͕̍̈́̅͗̏̇͢͜͜͝ǝa҉͖̟̜̞̂̃̑̽͢͢͠͡v҉̨̊͢͠͠e̵̡̫̫͍͕̎ͭ̐͟͟͝͞ h̷̶̘̘̬ͭ̏͞͡i҉̧̯̤̙͔̑ͧ̅̔ͦ́͜͟͢͝͠m̴̵҉̸̲̗̰̼͗͌̃̇͟͟͟͠͞͠.
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