[week five - wednesday]

[hypertoxic]

[ The beach has become something of a familiar haunt for them. Honestly, Vriska had thought she'd be having these moments with Raven; her partner in crime, her steadfast support until Raven started making stupid mistakes that culminated in her disappearance. And then Bellamy was there instead; Bellamy with the same fire as Raven, the same pain haunting his eyes, made of harder edges and shorter sentences.

Vriska likes him. Truly, sincerely, honestly likes him. He is the only person left on the island she even remotely wants to spend time with. And even if that weren't the case, there are some things she ought to tell him.

So when she finds him watching the waves as sunset fades into twilight, Vriska will come up to join him at his side.

And, with no hesitation, she'll reach out to take one of her hands in his, weaving their fingers together. ]

It's all going to end this weekend, Bellamy. For better or worse, it'll be over.

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[jettisons]

[Bellamy doesn't smile back. He can't bring himself to.]

Three times? What are you talking about?

[hypertoxic]

I've died twice before. It's just kind of a thing where I'm from. I died once, revived, and then got killed again! I'm a ghost, Bellamy.