﹫ 𝐒𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 @thingswicked

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﹫ 𝐒𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 @thingswicked

2 months ago

— lowers, so it stays within range of her and the woman across from her. “It’s actually more of an investigation really. My best friend is missing and no one seems to care.”

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Amusement settles over her as she watches the way the woman joins her, not at her expense, but rather the cautious eagerness. It was incredibly endearing. Sable took it as a sign to continue. Happy to have a live audience. “The story I’m working on right now…” Her voice —

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚. @servescoffee

2 months ago

curious, she scans her surroundings for any sign of her superiors. once the coast is deemed clear, she hurries to sit opposite the woman, shaking her head in response to the question posed — it’s not that she has a dislike for true crime and the like, not at all, but rather …

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$ @jxtsummer

2 months ago

all this shit just to die on a random day

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﹫ 𝐒𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 @thingswicked

2 months ago

“Do you…” She hesitated for a moment, a sudden bout of shyness overtook her. The barista seemed kind enough. Perhaps that was why. Sable wasn’t used to it. “Do you listen to podcasts?”

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚. @servescoffee

3 months ago

“ is that so ? ” it’s then that she raises two inquisitive brows, unable to mask the grin that spreads across her face, revealing to the other one small dimple. as soft-spoken as ever, thea gives her head a gentle shake, though her eyes remain fixed upon the …

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﹫ 𝐒𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 @thingswicked

3 months ago

She casts a playful squint in the barista’s direction, lowering the laptop screen so it’s no longer visible. “Ah ah ah,” she tuts. “Highly classified.” Her interest makes Sable smile, despite her teasing. It wasn’t something she was used to.

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚. @servescoffee

3 months ago

thea can’t help but notice the setup, the likes of which piques her interest to no end. despite her anxious nature, she finds herself speaking up before she can get herself to stop. “ whatcha got there ? ”

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﹫ 𝐒𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 @thingswicked

3 months ago

“No no,” she quickly countered. “That was all me. I wasn’t paying attention.” The laptop in front of her was zoomed in on a picture that was the focal point of her next podcast. Blurry evidence, as usual. She gave the server an apologetic smile. “Don’t worry about it.”

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚. @servescoffee

3 months ago

“ shit, ” she echoes, brows knitting together, lips forming a perfect “ o ” at none other than her own profanity in the workplace. “ i am so sorry … i should have warned you that the cup was … ” squinting her eyes shut in an act of sheer despair before opening them again, …

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﹫ 𝐒𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 @thingswicked

3 months ago

Delicate fingers, decorated with black polish that had chipped away over the past few weeks, wrapped around the cup of coffee that had appeared in her peripheral vision. It was warm, a little too warm for comfort, and she yanked her hand away with a soft hiss. “Shit.”

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚. @servescoffee

3 months ago

serving the reader their coffee order with a particularly timid smile, placing the cup down on the table with care.

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malik @immalkwalahi

10 months ago

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﹫ 𝐒𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 @thingswicked

a year ago

﹙💭﹚ Halloween night, alone in her attic.

ModernGurlz @ModernGurlzz

a year ago

it’s officially run through a castle in a nightgown season

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﹫ 𝐒𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 @thingswicked

a year ago

— sensations. And I was alone again.” Sable jabbed the stop button on her old tape recorder. She wasn’t going to edit this before uploading. It had to be raw and authentic. No one would believe her anyway. Something took her best friend.

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﹫ 𝐒𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 @thingswicked

a year ago

— and it was personal. “Then I heard her voice. Calling for me from within the fog. The shock of it sent me stumbling back, and I tripped over my shoelaces right into a box of dusty old movie posters. When I looked back down the stairs, it was gone. The fog, her voice, the —