oo2. hells bells

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☆*✧・゚:*༄ ━━ ❛ 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙨 ❜
" i don't fight for you. not anymore. "

















"FILHO DE MÃE," Juno's gruff voice muttered under her breath with a tone of bottled-up rage, off of which the cap was about point-two seconds away from unscrewing. (Son of a bitch.)

After grappling down the side of the red bricked building, the woman had walked around to the back alleyways that trailed all throughout the mountaintop. Images flashed through her mind of a few toddlers throwing bouncy balls against the walls, and the littlest girl jumping for joy whenever she was the one to catch the most throws in a row. For some reason she remembered the number seventy-seven as her record. Then, another image of the same little doe-eyed girl handing over a single dusty, green bill in exchange for a small papaya from a fruit stand, during the humid midsummer heat. And then another image of the girl skipping down the street in a pair of worn sandals that were much too small for her, before a tall man pushed himself into view and offered the little girl a big, yellow-toothed smile, though she skipped merrily away soon after.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 17, 2019 ⏰

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