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They would spend the night acting like real people, and they wouldn’t really bother about not being alive by morning. Every night. Most of them didn’t really bother, really. But some would remember time to time that they’re made of plastic. And by some, I mean the little ones. Because, if you have a human size, you can forget somethings, but when you’re like an ant, things are different…
And they don’t know Hozier’s song, but they would live like it.
They wouldn’t ask their lovers where they came from (they couldn’t do it because it would implicate needing to answer the same question).They wouldn’t ask difficult questions or try to understand some things; in some sad ways they already knew the answers.
“We should just kiss.” One would say.
“Like real people do.” The other would complete.