{ ✂ }
   Charlie gave a little start as he felt somebody bump into his back, turning in place to stare over his shoulder at whoever it was that had walked into him. Oh! It was that kid from the other day, Dennis. He’d dropped his books and Charlie had too, leaving them to shuffle around and grab at awkward threads of conversation until they’d cleaned up.

     “We’ve uh… gotta stop bumping into each like this.” He joked, voice light but maybe the tiniest bit strained as it always was. Nervous was the word. “Um… Where are you off to? You look like you’re in a hurry. Anything I can do to help?”

   He had to study and there was football practice to worry about later. But for now, he could spare some time helping the other.

          NO FOULER right beheld itself ‘pon the vexed glory of a wretch born of dried caracas and carrion. A thin brow arches high, stormborne eyes narrowing in speculative judgement ‘pon the man that stood feet taller than her dainty self. Size hardly a conquest of might. Her tongue clucks, brazen and bold with total disregard to what she had just witnessed. Perhaps a warning, an indication of strength or merely a marker on a sneer scorching painfully across the other’s rather dour features. And her kin said she was a sullen sort. 

❛ Am I supposed to be impressed
   by that aggressive display? ❜

|| & donyokuu

Oh my god! I just realized, in about a week, I’ll get to see my “other half” who I haven’t seen in like… four years! actually I saw him a few months ago bc he was running errands in my area and long story short he bought a drum set from a drug dealer and bought mallets from some really sketchy looking guy–but I’m so excited!!!! We’re gonna have so much fun!!