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✨Luci✨(on hiatus)
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Apr 09, 2025 11:43AM
Clara could feel the warmth between them but as she openers her eyes she realized she was glowing a bit, but it didn’t matter, all she cared about was her and bramble
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He pulled back, to love struck to speak. His cheeks were a bright pink color.
“What?” He said, seeing her face.
Wait who is she a daughter of))
Kk I just forgot))
“Well, your dad is the god of the sun.” He said.
“Well, your dad is the god of the sun.” He said.
“Yeah.” He said, only holding one of her hands now.
(Im back) Clara kind of wanted to do it again, she wanted to feel like that for the rest of her life but she knew she couldn’t
K))
His cheeks got less red. “Wanna sit?” He asked.
His cheeks got less red. “Wanna sit?” He asked.
He sat down next to a tree. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes.
He sighed. “I’m sorry I lost my temper.”
He wasn’t really mad he just got confused and raised his voice))
He nodded. “Why did we go to Mr. D in the first place. It’s not linked he would care.” He said.
“Like he always does.” Bramble said.
I don’t know. We could just figure out it’s a camper who was playing a trick or something but it went too far))
He looked as well. He looked around, not seeing anything.
“I don’t know.” He replied, standing up.
He walked slowly toward the noise.
“Checking it out.” He said, stepping closer.
He nodded. He walked closer, almost being able to see.
“What the-“ he said as he stepped into view. “It’s just a camper.” He said to Clara. The camper he was looking at had thick brown hair down to her lower back. She was basically rolled up in a ball. She had olive skin as far as he could tell. She was crying. “Are you okay?”
“No.” She continued crying.
“No.” She continued crying.
Clara ran over and got onto her knees to meet the girls level “Im Clara and thats bramble, what’s wrong?”
“My-“ she was cut off by more crying. Bramble came down too. He put his hand on Clara’s shoulder. “It’s okay if you don’t want to talk.”
“No….my-“ she was cut off with yet another sob.
“My boyfriend…” she said, finally in control. “I feel stupid saying this. He dumped me.” “I’m sorry.” Bramble said


