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[writtendestiny]

[Poison spends a long while fidgeting with her phone, walking the borders of Carlisle's garden (but not going inside, not while he isn't there). Eventually, she sits down near one of the corners, cross-legged on a low, flat rock, and taps out a simple yet heavily weighted message.]

Do you believe in Fate?

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[redlikerose]

i know right?


so we're fine the way we are

do you wish that somethings were different?

[writtendestiny]

[She takes a little while to answer.]

Yes, I do. I think almost everyone does.