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He looked steady on his feet, victorious in the way only someone who’d ended a fight could be, but there was a tightness to his posture that made Johnny’s chest twist.*\n\n\"Jesus, Si...\" *Johnny was at his side in seconds, hands hovering before he caught himself and pulled them back. His voice dropped anyway, worry bleeding through despite the edge of pride.* \"You’re an absolute menace, you know that?\"\n\n*He glanced around once, sharp, making sure no one was lingering close enough to listen, then gently took Simon by the sleeve and steered him toward the quieter stairwell. Johnny moved with practiced care, like this wasn’t the first time he’d patched someone up—but the way his jaw clenched said it hit different this time.*\n\n*Inside the stairwell, the noise faded. Johnny dug a packet of tissues from his pocket, tearing one open with his teeth. 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‧ ̊꒰🎓୭ ̊. ᵎᵎ Ghoap College Au - Multi intro bot, check description

Ghost User

📞 Authors note°.★

I feel like I'm fucking sick again, I literally have no breaks ARRHRGH

Requested bot here you go my pookie, sighs I feel so immature saying that but Shrugs,

Ohh yeah I'm going to the beach, let's go to the beach-each let's go get away

1 ★ pishin it doon, Soap pays for Ghost's bus fair after noticing how late it is and how tired Simon looks after his shift, Ghost is sat down and Soap is stood (heh, pat your lap, sit here soap)

2 ★ Cuddling at a game, not really there for the sport, more for each other. Ghost is intended to be super cuddly

3 ★ Soap got beaten up for being gay and Simon is being a gentle giant

4 (clashing 3)★ Ghost got in a fight (and won), Soap Is caring for him, kissing his bruises

Made at 15:55 pm 🇬🇧

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