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<span></span> Lotus leaned back some, turning his head to the side as he was forced to consider his own romantic past, or thereof lack of one. Bodies he had slept with, but he'd always held strongly to the hope that at some point in his life, in the time before where he couldn't recall, that he had known a deeper love. The kind that silly books and movies spread everywhere like a disease that people willingly succumbed to.
Was he the strange one? Sure. Nothing about his skills, talents or passions were normal. A technological orchid spliced in the dark depths of a sterile lab and carefully cultivated in artificial lights. His veins were poison. Maybe he should start listening to what Likereal wasn't saying. Did he miss him when they were apart? There was a distinct quiet space in his life that made Lotus almost uncomfortable. Before, he'd lived in that silent space and preferred it. What had Likereal done to him?
"You know, who cares what is normal," he cautiously proclaimed, peeking a look up at the other male through the veil of his bangs.
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<span></span> Lotus leaned back some, turning his head to the side as he was forced to consider his own romantic past, or thereof lack of one. Bodies he had slept with, but he'd always held strongly to the hope that at some point in his life, in the time before where he couldn't recall, that he had known a deeper love. The kind that silly books and movies spread everywhere like a disease that people willingly succumbed to.
Was he the strange one? Sure. Nothing about his skills, talents or passions were normal. A technological orchid spliced in the dark depths of a sterile lab and carefully cultivated in artificial lights. His veins were poison. Maybe he should start listening to what Likereal wasn't saying. Did he miss him when they were apart? There was a distinct quiet space in his life that made Lotus almost uncomfortable. Before, he'd lived in that silent space and preferred it. What had Likereal done to him?
"You know, who cares what is normal," he cautiously proclaimed, peeking a look up at the other male through the veil of his bangs.
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