Ravenclaw Tavern

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Mark

I flash a smile at Selena and sigh, hoping Cole will give us enough space to have me sleep close to her tonight.
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

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Selena

Coke nudges my other hand with his nose and I flash a smile before petting him, "You are such a riot."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!




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Mark

I sigh and watch the two of them.
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

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Selena

I sigh and start to fall asleep, Cole nipping my arm to get me to wake. I blink a couple times before standing, walking to the bowls to feed him.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!




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Mark

I stay where I am and sigh, watching her.
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

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Selena

When Cole's eating, I walk back to Mark and sit next to him.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!




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Mark

Selena walks back and I wrap my arms around her, kissing her temple.
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

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Selena

I chuckle, kissing his cheek, "You'll get close to me every chance you get, now, huh?"
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Mark

I smile and nod, "Yep. That pup's gonna be the death of me."
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

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Selena

I smile, "How?"
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Mark

I shrug and kiss her cheek, "He just is."
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

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Selena

I chuckle at him and kiss him quickly. Coke growling and jumping back up on my lap, curling up close against my stomach.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!




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Mark

I sigh and shake my head at that dog, still holding Selena's hand.
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

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twenty one pilots




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Reviews 125
Selena

Cole pounces on my shoulders, sending me backwards, and I chuckle, taking him in my arms, "I would play with you but I don't wanna hurt Eli," I sigh, "Sorry."

He rolls his eyes before burying his head underneath me, huffing. I look at Mark, mouthing, This dog is strange.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!




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Mark

I shake my head and flash a smile. I know, Sel.
I'm never what I like
I'm double sided
And I just can't hide
I kind of like it
When I make you cry
'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up
Inside

Semiautomatic
twenty one pilots



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