LATELY I'VE BEEN TRYING && confessing(?)

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ONISION M.F.
FIREBALL && ASCENDANTS
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[div style="width: 310px; font-family: verdana; color: #B07224; text-align: left; padding-top: 15px; padding-left: 10px"]BROKEN, RUINED, DEAD.

"Can't promise you I won't fight the clouds, but I'll try not to." Oni grinned in response, turning around to begin their trek to the picnic blanket, the food basket ontop with a few bottles of soda in the cooler he had brought. Onision silently hoped nobody was watching, to be honest. He knew if Moon came across this he'd find a way to piss off the apprentice. Pale skin brushed against Alex's own, making Oni blush a bit deeper without thinking much of it. He felt like he was going to die from this. While Alex seemed pretty calm about the whole thing, internally, Oni was a mess. He wanted to punch whatever God made this so hard for him to do.

His breath steadied as he settled down onto the blanket, laying on his side and checking his phone for the time. It looked good to him, great. Oni lifted up a bottle of coke, chugging it down before he finally opened his mouth to speak. "Do you like anyone, Alex? Y'know.. Like, like someone?" Oni asked calmly, internally freaking out about how stupid that sounded. God, he was so bad about this.

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