➳ i am a ghost, just a mirage

[seditiously]

( who chases traces of you )

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in his head take off like a mike drop and not just him pouting and stomping away

[seditiously]

[He just leans into his rage with that retort, nostrils flaring.]

Oh please, take your completely unjustified, cynical biases out on representative democracy, because the imperfections of a system and the mechanisms completely negate its utility. Hot take maestro, real mastery of argumentation.

[He's not sure when it happened, but he got close (too close) and that mirthless smile is all he can see and--

He takes a step back and away, moving to head back to his original destination, his flat, without so much as a goodbye; but ever the petty man, he wheels around and--]

And for the record, the backdrop to the formations of the country shape the creation of its governance system.

oh of course it is

[habitually]

[ Grantaire rolls his eyes as he turns away, then sees him about face. The parting outburst pushes him past the limit and he just laughs as the angel storms off. ]

Asshole. [ He mumbles fondly with a cigarette he pulled from his pocket between his lips. ‘Class can wait,’ he decides he has to digest that conversation first. ]