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※Harlow Hale
※Doctor Sleep inspired OC
※Psychic Vampire
※Crossover friendly
※Seeking interactions
※Seeking storylines
#RT
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※Harlow Hale
※Doctor Sleep inspired OC
※Psychic Vampire
※Crossover friendly
※Seeking interactions
※Seeking storylines
#RT
Rose the Hat // Welcome to the Jungle youtu.be/ME4vsYIZ4O4?si=DQFC… via @YouTube
Getting coffee-shamed by the others because I bought one from a coffee shop rather than boiled it over the campfire.
It's the 21st century!
For fuck sake...
[Like a cat soaking up the warmth of the sun, I lounge in a hammock between two sturdy pines, watching a squirrel scurry from branch to branch.]
< her rage.
So as she slinks away into our caravan, I lower the plate into my washbasin and start the work anew.
< I'm sure she's broken skin and I'm bleeding.
"Do it again," she repeats in a low and dangerous voice. Not one to be argued with.
She's such a bitch when she's hungry. Worse than the rest of us.
And even after all this time I usually obey. It's just easier than facing >
< fading yellow flower. Not sure why I bother. She already knows.
She touches the end of my braid, slowly working her way up into the hair on my scalp. Her nails cut into the skin as she pulls me close and kisses the top of my head.
I wince but say nothing. Not even when >
"Does that look clean to you? Do it again." Mom drops the wet plate into my lap. My soapy hands make it hard to catch but I manage.
I grit my teeth, try not to say anything. But it slips out anyway. "It's not food. It's part of the design. See?" I hold it up to show her the >
< window up above. Like he wants to kill me.
I wish he'd try. It'd make my afternoon more interesting.
But he doesn't move. Not an inch.
So I'm back to watching @CrackedTribute. The hollow girl. I wonder who they want to fill her back up.
< bothering to put it out first. And leaves a lot sooner than he normally would.
He usually shows me his best moves. He wants to fuck me. Only because I keep ignoring his advances.
And the other brother... What's his name? Ash, something. He just stares. From a bedroom >
< though I truly am crazy. But he can't quite conceal the shock behind the lie in his eyes.
"You've lost it, Red. And you're talking about things you know nothing about. Don't bring any of this shit-talk around my sister."
He throws the remainder of his cigarette away, not >







