"wist how dare you play with my heartstrings like that" ~ winter "wist is in every rp" ~ley “ah yes, fear Wist's smile :slight_smile: <- speaks of layers and layers of secrets” ~mint
"wist how dare you play with my heartstrings like that" ~ winter "wist is in every rp" ~ley “ah yes, fear Wist's smile :slight_smile: <- speaks of layers and layers of secrets” ~mint
"wist how dare you play with my heartstrings like that" ~ winter "wist is in every rp" ~ley “ah yes, fear Wist's smile :slight_smile: <- speaks of layers and layers of secrets” ~mint
"wist how dare you play with my heartstrings like that" ~ winter "wist is in every rp" ~ley “ah yes, fear Wist's smile :slight_smile: <- speaks of layers and layers of secrets” ~mint
"wist how dare you play with my heartstrings like that" ~ winter "wist is in every rp" ~ley “ah yes, fear Wist's smile :slight_smile: <- speaks of layers and layers of secrets” ~mint
"u and rina are systematically watering down the grammar of yws" - Atticus "From the fish mother to the fish death god." - lehmanf "A fish stole my identity. I blame shady" - Omni [they/he]
@AlmostImmortal A bit of a murder mystery so sure. (Racism intended below, some of my best friends are black and I find it unacceptable.)
My bag is filled to the brim with books and while everyone else is leaving for first break I am still packing, the announcements start late and I am one of the only in the school in class and so one of the only that hears the announcements. Me and two others are called to go to the front office so I quickly finish packing and speedwalk there, hoping I'm not in trouble. Instead of trouble I am handed a flower and asked if I know where the two others are. This is where I have to become comparative.
My school: Supplied roses, no plastic, just singular roses, nothing to store them in. The notes they used were orange or red pieces of paper with a heart and the words Friendship Day on the front and a place for a quick love note on the back.
What I received: A coronation from a company called Pollen, in a plastic covering. At the top attached to the plastic with a white paper clip is a card. A small card with pictures of flowers on the front, a space for writing was also on the card and it said my name and two lines down my grade in a writing I didn't recognize. Inside was a message: *It's all in the story.* (Asterisks included.) On the back were instructions on how to take care of the plant.
The other two receivers: (Me a white girl, a black girl and a white boy.) The other girl received a coronation, exactly the same as mine and from Pollen. Their note was exactly the same as well just having the message: You'll always have a friend in me. The boy received exactly the same but I am not sure about their message.
What I can define is: The coronations were bought privately. Handed to the secretary. I received mine at first break and the other two at second break. Mine could be anyone who knows I write stories/books/poems. So anyone in my grade and everyone in Writer's Club as well as whoever they half mentioned it to. One of the other girl's friends must be the culprit and I need to try to dig into the boy's message.
