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Eight years old, they met
And 10 years pass for their hearts to set
On love that was supposed to be hated
Enemies desiring to be indebted
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(George’s POV)
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He is a thorn in my studies
He is a silverfish in my books
He is an unborn fetus that should still be in a belly
He is an unwanted happiness that drives me in his hooks
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(Rupert’s POV)
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I have nothing but at least I have him
I have no food but at least I am provided
I have lost trust but in him I’m reminded
In filling my empty heart and sins trim
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18 years had to pass
For their hands to lock at last
On cake they share under a snowy night
In a tree house, they nest, for a new life alight
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(Written by Emilie Volkswagger, the girl they had to confuse themselves on, their best friend~)
A day later after a wildfire of recognition in her Faebok post, Rupert and George knocked on her doorstep and stormed into her apartment like FBI units. Sharing their despair whether or not they should change name or transfer to another house. Emily simply says, “Don’t worry you two, everybody loves you and are happy to see you through happy in life you know. Everyone loves you, and I, your outstanding extroverted social butterfly will be your eye and voice to the wondrous adventures of Rupert and George, vice versa.”
”THAT’s NOT THE PROBLEM!” Both had to remind their butterfly friend about two woodworms—which is them, and they’d rather have no attention than having attention, whatever that means to her ear. Their friend clearly has no plan to listen as she simply shrug off their hands and put hers on theirs, “Dohohon’t worryy! I’ll handle it” those words somehow sounds haunting. The couple walk back, dreadful instead of joyous, and enjoyed a dinner in pondering about the next day whether they’re already celebrities or not.166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt9dT3Z1736
”hey, hey,” George nudges Rupert, pulling his husband close, spooning him. “It’s fine. Her friends are mostly bots anyway.”166Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXzD4nX5HrD
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”let’s just let her be”
”mmm~”
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