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i know what you did last summer / poppy & adrien. Jan 9, 2021 19:07:56 GMT -5

Post by sidney on Jan 9, 2021 19:07:56 GMT -5

POPPY ROHAN

Of all the places Poppy thought she would end up, arm-in-arm with a handsome boy and enough money to her name to start her own shop, was never one of them. And yet, here she was. Winter air nipping at her nose, snow crunching beneath her leather boots, and a man who loved her at her side.

Life after tragedy was good. At least from an outward perspective. Not a soul could see the scar she had on the inside of her thigh, nor could they see the blood that has stained her hands. But beneath the mask of perfection she wore so well was an accomplice, a thief, a killer. She had done terrible things to get here, lost people she cared about and eliminated those she hadn't without so much as a second thought. All in the name of success.

And she had been left with one question when all was said and done: was it worth it?

She burrowed her face into the fur of Adrien's jacket and answered silently with a yes, waiting for something like guilt to follow. To settle in the pit of her stomach like lead and sit there until it was too much to bear and she was forced to retch it all free. But it never came. Instead, she was just hungry. A little cold and in desperate need of a some warming up. But she knew eventually the quiet and kind boy she'd given half her heart to would start asking questions any day now.

"Brrr," she mused, tightening her grip around his arm, "gimme a kiss." She said with a pout and a look up at him from under her lashes, "I'm cold."

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i know what you did last summer / poppy & adrien. Jan 9, 2021 19:31:14 GMT -5

Post by gamemaker 💀 hades lochlan on Jan 9, 2021 19:31:14 GMT -5

ADRIEN
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Winter was always synonymous with paling in Five. The world was the same, only bleached and faded, a memory that was disappearing quietly in the back of someone's mind. The greens of the grass faded to brown, the blues of the sky to gray. It was a quietness, he thought: an absence of something.

He sat with Poppy, thinking about how hungry he was, and how unfair it was that he got to be hungry when so many people had died.

When he closed his eyes, he saw Adam Taupe's body hanging from that ceiling vent. When the door closed behind him, he swore it was the sound of the gun which killed Harvey. They'd never get to be hungry again.

"They pulled me in for questioning again this morning," he said, his chin resting on Poppy's head, "About the shooting. Wanted to know exactly where I found it." Indigo probably had no idea where Adrien had disappeared to; he'd gone to let him know before he left, but the smell of weed was feint enough that Adrien assumed his roommate had already fallen back to sleep.

"Honestly, I still don't remember very well."

He kissed her on the forehead.

^{I AM A GARDEN OF BLACK AND RED AGONIES}

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i know what you did last summer / poppy & adrien. Jan 9, 2021 20:33:12 GMT -5

Post by sidney on Jan 9, 2021 20:33:12 GMT -5

POPPY ROHAN

And there it is. The other shoe. Dropping right in front of the bench they sat on, kicking up old secrets and long scabbed over wounds. Poppy had been waiting, anticipating the moment when Adrien would want to talk about it with her and not just Indi.

"Shit, how many times are they gonna bring you in to answer the same questions?" She feigns annoyance and cuddles in close, as if she's offended the Keepers keep bothering him and the few others who made it out. It's half true. But only because it makes her job of pretending she doesn't remember anything that much harder. She's a good liar, always has been. Hell, if she wasn't, she wouldn't have made it out of that place. But every time one that's meant for Adrien passes her lips, she feels a little twinge of guilt and regret.

He's a good boy, and he doesn't deserve to have the wool pulled over his eyes. So perhaps it was time to bite the bullet. And by that, she means perform a delicate dance along the tightrope of honesty and deception, being very careful not to fall and plummet to her death. Or in this case wind up in a holding cell within the Detention Center.

Would he turn me in if I told him everything? She isn't sure of the answer, and that uncertainty is enough to persuade her against laying it all out for him. Instead, she let's out a calculated but weary sigh, slipping on the mask of victim she's been keeping tucked in her back pocket.

"Honestly? I don't remember much either." It's a lie, of course. But what he doesn't know won't hurt him, right? "I've been having dreams, though." Poppy pauses and looks away, forcing tears to well in the corners of her eyes before she looks back to him. "Nightmares, really."