jay
he & they
twenty seven
january 12th
johto, ogi isle
bicurious
anarchist
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the restless is the mind, hollow human.
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jayde cross
cops and robbers [hh]
POSTED ON Feb 19, 2019 0:27:13 GMT
to say his innocence was intact would've been a lie.
jay is a known face. although the force, especially hoenn, should've grown familiar with it. some were willing to let it slip. ooze by their fingers at a steady and never—ending pace. obviously some things couldn't be forgotten. he, more than anyone, knew that.
the rooftop is the perfect place to get away. more—so in flight than figuratively. as such, he is already settled in the elevator before the other steps within, so clearly enthralled by his phone he wouldn't gander the chance in looking elsewhere. good, jay thinks, tugging the visor of his baseball hat further down.
just as the tension subsides, it curdles to a horrid level at the stop of the elevator. the lights may remain, yet, the motion does not. jay makes an apparent tch! at the delay. pressing the button till the eventual monitor lets them know they are doing emergency maintenance.
"great." he says, grumbling.
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