Dec
6th
2020
Rainstorm · 12:01am Dec 6th, 2020
Pharynx’s eyes were glued to the window, specifically at the drops of water trickling down the glass as the storm continued and the thunder continued rumbling audibly. He didn’t even flinch whenever lightning flashed in the sky.
A few of his friends—Passion Fruit, Peltate, and Oculus—whispered behind his back about “how bad they feel for him” or “how bad they feel about yelling at him”, but he paid little to no mind to them.
He was still thinking about Tempest.
Aww...poor Phar...
Yay depression!
Awwww
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Mhm. We all know what rain has to do with this situation.
And it’s not just because “sad moment = rain”
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Mhm. 💔
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Yeah...he needs to go talk to her...
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Yip
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Edited my comment.
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Ah
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Ooh
And he's an alcoholic in 3... 2... 1... Now.