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๐ˆ๐ ๐–๐‡๐ˆ๐‚๐‡ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™˜๐™ก๐™–๐™ž๐™ง๐™ซ๐™ค๐™ฎ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฉ ๐™˜๐™ก๐™ช๐™— ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™– ๐™—๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ก๐™ก๐™š๐™ง๐™จ ๐™ฌ... Mรกs

๐‚๐‹๐€๐ˆ๐‘๐•๐Ž๐˜๐€๐๐“
๐‚๐€๐’๐“
...๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ฒ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ...
๐ŸŽ. ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฎ๐๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ
๐Ÿ. ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐ฅ๐š๐ข๐ซ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฒ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐œ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐›
๐Ÿ. ๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ž ๐ก๐จ๐ญ๐ญ-๐š๐ฒ
๐Ÿ‘. ๐ข ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ (๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ก๐ฒ-๐ž๐ž)
๐Ÿ’. ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ก ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ ๐š๐ฒ๐ฌ
๐Ÿ“. ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐š๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ง๐จ๐ง-๐›๐ข๐ง๐š๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐š๐ฅ๐ฌ, ๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž
๐Ÿ”. ๐จ๐จ๐ก, ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐›๐จ๐ฒ
๐Ÿ•. ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐›๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ ๐›๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ข ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐›๐ซ๐จ
๐Ÿ–. ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐š ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ ๐š๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ ๐จ๐ญ ๐ก๐ข๐ญ ๐›๐ฒ ๐š ๐›๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐ง๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž
๐Ÿ—. ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐›๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐œ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ, ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐›๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐œ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ *๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐œ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ*
๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ. ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐œ๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ค ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ ๐ฅ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ
๐Ÿ๐Ÿ. ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ฐ๐ฉ, ๐ข'๐ฆ ๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ง๐š ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ฆ๐š๐ก ๐œ๐ซ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ฅ ๐›๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ
๐Ÿ๐Ÿ. ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐š๐ญ๐œ๐ก๐จ๐จ-๐ž๐ซ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ก
๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘. ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐š ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐š๐ข๐ง, ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐š ๐›๐จ๐ฒ
๐Ÿ๐Ÿ’. ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ž๐ž๐ง, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ž๐ž๐ง. ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ž๐ž๐ง?
๐Ÿ๐Ÿ”. ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐ญ๐ž๐ž๐ง๐ฌ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ง๐š ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ง
๐Ÿ๐Ÿ•. ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐š๐ฆ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐œ๐š๐ง ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ฉ๐ข๐ž
๐Ÿ๐Ÿ–. ๐œ๐š๐ง'๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ, ๐œ๐š๐ง'๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ, ๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐š๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐œ๐ค ๐Ÿ๐š๐œ๐ž
๐Ÿ๐Ÿ—. ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐œ๐ฅ๐š๐ข๐ซ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฒ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐œ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐›-๐ฐ๐ž ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ญ๐š๐ฅ๐ค ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐œ๐ฅ๐š๐ข๐ซ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฒ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐œ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐›

๐Ÿ๐Ÿ“. ๐๐š๐ข ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐š๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐š-๐ง๐จ, ๐ข ๐œ๐š๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ก๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ข๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐š๐ฒ ๐ข๐ญ

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club rules

#29: clairvoyant club sleepovers are held when its members are in need of a pick me up


"𝐀𝐑𝐈!" 𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐏 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐈𝐌. Shoving past people, muttering half-hearted apologies, they trembled with purpose—but where was he?

How'd it taken so long for him to realise? The uncanny resemblance, the familiarity, the tinge of similar tones. It all fit.

But why? And how?

"Ari?" They arrived at the alley where they'd left him. God, they were a dick.

He was gone. A trickle of red stained the ground, and when he touched it his finger came away crimson.

"No, no, no," Pip tried to calm himself. "He's-They-"


A cold, firm hand clamped down onto his shoulder, and he froze.


★━━━━━━ ✦ ✧ ★✮☆ ☾☽ ━━━━━━★


Me

WHERE ARE YOU


Me

PIP HAVE YOU BEEN KIDNAPPED BY ALIENS


Me

PIPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP

Pippy my beloved

I'm sick. I went home.

Don't look for me.

Me

???

wtf??

r u mad at me or some shit?


Pippy my beloved

No.

I'm not mad.

Me

then whats with the periods

huh


Pippy my beloved

Grammatically correct sentences.


Me

are you possessed

pip you're scaring me


Pippy my beloved

I'm sick!!

Goodbye.


★━━━━━━ ✦ ✧ ★✮☆ ☾☽ ━━━━━━★


"Sick?" Dai frowned. "You sure?"

"They just texted me," Val didn't disguise her worried expression. The group stood outside the town hall entrance, having been looking for Phillip, who was nowhere to be found.

Beside her, Thomas fiddled with his forefinger. "Fuck this," Thomas mumbled. He tried pulling the hangnail, the skin coming off in one stinging motion. "Just-fuck."

A tiny dot of red appeared, and Thomas tried scraping the extra bit away with his thumb.

"Don't pull it-?" Axel grabbed his hand, his eyebrows knitting as he inspected the wound. "That's literally how you get it infected."

Thomas suddenly no longer cared about his bleeding finger.

"-What's up with them anyway?" Dai was saying. "-Acting different, being weird-barely even talking to me anymore-" She nudged the other girl beside her. "Rue?"

"They're just-you know. School. Anxiety. Summer depression."

Dai blinked, her face melting into a look of understanding.

"Right." She started pacing, deep in thought. "Right."

Pacing. For Dai Young, pacing was the equivalent of rolling around on the ground, yelling into her shirt. Screaming, crying, throwing up.

You know. The usual.

Then, she said the most uncharacteristic  thing.

"We've been working too much." She decided, finally, coming to a stop in front of Valentine.

"Doth my ears deceive me?" Axel gasped. "President Young, saying we're working too much?"

He looked at Thomas by reflex, expecting some kind of sarcastic follow up remark. But the boy just stared into the distance intensely, at a sign by the drugstore that proclaimed 50% off on all shampoo and conditioner. Weird.

"Dai, you feeling okay?" Val tried to swipe her forehead. "Did you say what I think you just said?"

President Young rolled her eyes affectionately. "Sure. I've gone mad. But we have enough savings. A week off won't kill anyone."

Thomas finally took his eyes off the shampoo sign. "It might kill you," He suggested. "You could spontaneously combust from not working."

"Nah. I'm more of a spicy mental breakdown kind of gal."

Thomas subtly untangled his fingers from Axel's. Subtle. Yep.

"So...we're taking a break?" Rue's eyes glittered with what might have been incredulousness.

"Indeed we are," Dai valiantly agreed.


"And-" Her smile might have rivalled the colours of the setting sun. "I think a clairvoyant club sleepover is far overdue."




a/n: sorry it's so short & shitty, lovessssssss <33 mental health hasn't been the best lately, but i'm trying, promise. 

pip is actually not kidnapped by aliens *le gasp* but honestly he'd be better off with E.T. ngl 

spam with comments for a kiss & some sweet serotonin


also i will be spoon feeding you thomaxel (thomalex??) fluff

you have been warned

ily all sm <3 <3 <3 <3333333 stay safe & DRINK. WATER. take care of yourself or i don't sleep for a week *is threatening you* *but cutely*


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