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xxxlocation: brentwood academy xxxoutfit: here
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xxx"clipped wings, i was a broken thing
xxxhad a voice, had a voice, but i could not sing.
xxxyou would wind me down.
xxxi struggled on the ground."
So, Tristan-Castiel had already made up his mind, he was going to murder his brother. But not before he put his small hands around that uptight plastic.....no. He was going to calm down, he heard Sam's voice and sighed. A small voice, a female voice, sneered into the back of his mind. "Yeah, go run to you're boyfriend for protection, that's why you're socially stupid. You rely on others. the voice spoke, and Tristan-Castiel cringed a bit. He somewhat laughed at the male's comment about Alessia. When he had questioned him about what he wanted to do, the male just simply nodded. His eyes silently focused on the ground. "Th-Thanks for s-saying those th-things Sam-m." the male simply stuttered.
He slightly jumped when Zara jumped towards Sam. He would just silently hide his hands underneath the sleeves of his jacket. He would look towards Sam. Sometimes he felt like, Sam just felt pity. At other times he felt a real friendship with Sam. Tristan-Castiel somewhat guessed that's why he liked Sam. He was encouraging, and kind. Something the male himself aspired to be. The sophomore, would look towards the ground again. "A-Actually. I-I th-think I-I'm going to-o g-go to the mu-u-usi-ic room." the male would walk away waving a shy goodbye to the other group, and headed towards the music room, hoping to not be bothered.
He slightly jumped when Zara jumped towards Sam. He would just silently hide his hands underneath the sleeves of his jacket. He would look towards Sam. Sometimes he felt like, Sam just felt pity. At other times he felt a real friendship with Sam. Tristan-Castiel somewhat guessed that's why he liked Sam. He was encouraging, and kind. Something the male himself aspired to be. The sophomore, would look towards the ground again. "A-Actually. I-I th-think I-I'm going to-o g-go to the mu-u-usi-ic room." the male would walk away waving a shy goodbye to the other group, and headed towards the music room, hoping to not be bothered.