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humming an unknown tune while sewing up a small shear in one of michael's shirts . always a troublemaker .
𝓜𝒓𝒔. 𝕷𝒊͟𝒍͟𝒊͟𝒕͟𝒉͟ retweeted
( filing her nails , a hum of an unknown nursery rhyme performed on quiet volume . )
( her children had been fed breakfast and the applicable two were sent off to school for the day . more sensitive child of the three was exploring elsewhere . )
hello there .
( elegant quick wave of index finger . )
are you lost ?
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𝓜𝒓𝒔. 𝕷𝒊͟𝒍͟𝒊͟𝒕͟𝒉͟ retweeted
( propping herself against a wall , stylized nails gleamed while holding an unlit cigarette . )
( a light giggle escaped vocals , cheeky smile to match . seems like the reader caught her attention . )
( filing her nails , a hum of an unknown nursery rhyme performed on quiet volume . )
( her children had been fed breakfast and the applicable two were sent off to school for the day . more sensitive child of the three was exploring elsewhere . )
𝓜𝒓𝒔. 𝕷𝒊͟𝒍͟𝒊͟𝒕͟𝒉͟ retweeted
put him on his knees, give him something to believe in.
𝓜𝒓𝒔. 𝕷𝒊͟𝒍͟𝒊͟𝒕͟𝒉͟ retweeted
you might make everyone happy but you're dead inside˒ just like me𓈒