-- AMONTILLADO. ⁽ᵃᵖ⁾

yeah ok

_{❛ it’d be a miracle if we did survive longer than a
 few years in this shithole … ❜ a short chuckle and 
 a following sigh , his eyes landed on his twiddling 
 thumbs , and he thought hard about what caused
 him to suddenly reveal how he felt about the other .
 but sadly , he found nothing but an empty answer
 and more questions about his emotions ; maybe
 it was his hormones or maybe it was his father’s 
 doing , he hadn’t the idea . ❛ who says you still
 aren’t both of those things ? you’re still pretty gross
 and lame but … you’re cooler than most people . ❜}

_{( document log : sorry i’m emotional ) // @cellarwhine
// in response to this .}

    _❝…❞

    _{He continues to sink down in his seat, finding himself} UNRESPONSIVE _{to Lucien’s words. Something about it didn’t sit right him, and he’d blame the mood Lucien had set for now. It was… Uncomfortably INTIMATE for the both of them. Not in the sense of anything romantic, but} CONFIDENCE _{in each other in any sense was something rarely} ( if ever ) _{talked about, or even acknowledged. And yet… For some reason Lucien still} AGREEING _{with what Ernest hated about himself, his} SELF DESTRUCTIVENESS, _{was making his stomach turn.}

    _{For now,  he’d bury it. Deep down where nobody would ever think to find it.}

    _{❝… Maybe we should just} DIE._❞