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The Park | Saturday Afternoon
"What the fuck is this?"
Those were the words that Ronan was repeating as he tried to slog through the massive amounts of glitter that he'd encountered when he'd gone out to get something to eat. It'd covered his jacket and it was in his hair and it nearly hit his knees as he walked. After last week where he'd told someone (vaguely though it was) about dream things, now he was trudging through glitter.
"Fucking Gansey, fucking Declan, fucking Glendower," he seethed, kicking some glitter. That only served to spray it in an upward motion and right into his face. He growled and resisted the immature urge to throw a tantrum. Instead, he just pulled himself to a bench and sat down as glitter continued to rain down./
"I hate my life."
Ronan would have honestly preferred a night horror over this. Well, maybe. Very very slightly maybe.
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Those were the words that Ronan was repeating as he tried to slog through the massive amounts of glitter that he'd encountered when he'd gone out to get something to eat. It'd covered his jacket and it was in his hair and it nearly hit his knees as he walked. After last week where he'd told someone (vaguely though it was) about dream things, now he was trudging through glitter.
"Fucking Gansey, fucking Declan, fucking Glendower," he seethed, kicking some glitter. That only served to spray it in an upward motion and right into his face. He growled and resisted the immature urge to throw a tantrum. Instead, he just pulled himself to a bench and sat down as glitter continued to rain down./
"I hate my life."
Ronan would have honestly preferred a night horror over this. Well, maybe. Very very slightly maybe.
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She eventually found the bench where Ronan sat and sproinged around it in a gleeful circle.
"BEST. BLIZZARD. EVER!!!!"
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Come on, Ronan. Don't be an idiot.
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He brushed some glitter off his jacket. It did nothing but spread the glitter out.
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The blizzard of glitter that was currently raining down.
"This is stupid."
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Just to be sure, Pinkie tried greeting some of the glitter as it fell and swirled around her. Nope. No tiny little glittery responses.
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"And that doesn't ever get boring?" he wondered. "There's no conflict?"
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A cartoon pink pony bouncing through the glitter? Now that was a sight to be seen! And laughed at.
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"Where are you from?" He asked, curious. "I've never seen any beings like you before."
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