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We have nothing left to lose because we have nothing left, period. "We'll go with the green one," Mom says firmly. "My gut says the other one is deliberately plain just to confuse us. The miracle drug must be the one that looks a bit more... unusual. Think about it. Green has always been used to represent evil in literature, and they’ve intentionally made the miracle drug green because they want us to associate it with something sinister, rather than a cure-all. The other one looks plain, almost like holy water—but that's exactly the trick, right? They want us to believe the plain one is the true drug, when the unappealing one is actually the real deal."

I found another box sitting on the table. It was very large. There was a note that was stapled on top, from Blue to Cristela. I hurriedly tore open the box, the first thing I saw was a baby names book. I laughed and turned to the first page, there was a printed out g****e search that was taped to the first page, the question was 'can I name my daughter green' The reply was 'absolutely, green is a symbol of wealth and health'

he raised his hand in surrender "but how can I see the title if your of your book if you're in there on your bed and far away from the window?" "I'm only human you know, and there is only a limited distance at which I can read" he says as a smirk remained on his face "Oh right" I muttered making my way to my large window and showing him the book. 'Purple Hibiscus by Buchi Emecheta' My all time favourite even though this was like my fifteenth time reading it again and yes I love it THAT much. "I love your top" he said casually while folding his arms and placing them on the window frame. I felt my gave going up in flames and I thanked mother nature I wasn't some shades lighter, cause if I was,

“Blue and green?” “Blue means consent check. The person is open to sex, but they have ground rules in place. Usually along the lines of no anal, no sex with the opposite gender, no sex without condom. It’s the most common one you’ll see in there,” he slipped his fingers through mine, and pulled me forward into a long hallway, “and green means free use.” “Free use?” “If you walk in there with a green band, it means anyone can fuck you however they please. You wouldn’t get further than two steps into the room before someone would have you pinned to the nearest sofa, fucking your ass while someone else pushed their balls in your mouth. Anything goes.”

--- “The Left Green Wood is the best place to harness the best sorts of energies and things you need as a supernatural. It has all the rules books, rune bones, lavender, mermaid tears, labradorite, flowers, herbs, amethyst, selenite, rune and spell books, cauldrons, crystals, name anything that is good for anyone that belongs, from the coven, you will definitely find it in Last Green Wood, and of course, the utmost best qualities and most powerful. The best blood for vamps, the best routine for shifters, the best wands for faeries, the best medicines for incubus, his place is the most beautiful despite whatever rumors you heard all around you.

I shrug my shoulder. Remiel looks down at the floor, his hand covering his eyes as he shakes his head, mumbling about no good demons and their clutter. “It will be fine.” I tell him, determination in my tone. “We will find this book in no time.” I hope. The color green flashes in my mind, a gift from Zaz in the dark recesses of my mind. “Green!” I shout out loud, startling Remiel as he continues to look around. He turns towards me in confusion. “I think the book is green.” I tell him more quietly. He nods his head, turning back to the books to search for ones that are green.

Tara pitched and I couldn't help but turn as I hurriedly wore a fitted black jean. "This meeting is very important ladies." It was all I could say before returning to the mirror. I wore an ash T-shirt so only my forearm tattoos were visible. "More important than us?" "Unfortunately, yes." I mumbled with a tiny smile, admiring my ebony skin. My honey irises seemed to be dull perhaps due to my worries. "You see, Green is going to wage war on all communities tomorrow onwards. One that has never happened in history." I said whilst brushing my low cut hair.

Even if my eyes were open, I could still see her vividly. I arranged my pallet until everything was set, the only thing left to do is to get the brush and strike it in different ways to present her perfectly. White, Yellow Ochre, and Cadmium Red were inviting me, just by looking at them I knew I'd get her complexion seamlessly. Her skin is fair and glossy, like white sand radiating under the heat of the afternoon sun, or almonds blanched and then peeled. I'll add Cerulean for her blush.

- River lies on his couch, pondering the ceiling while E Business plays on the television set—showing an ad for some random moisturizer. He checks his phone, then lays it back on his chest, not even a grimace on his face for he was too weary. A second later, the advertisement finishes and begins playing live coverage of Sebastian Black, speaking to the press outside of the Black & Co. building.

I was looking for a vibrant Green. Nothing.Nothing but black that is.I couldn't be stuck here, I have to get out of this place. I need to find that vibrant green, her tan skin, and butter cream 'n almonds sent that came with her.I moved my wrist it burned from the silver shackles that bound it to the ground. I couldn't afford to make a sound... Even if I'm in pain.