fallen disaster

“a date…? with me…?” continued from here @askinfresh


Hound sat among the echo flowers, curled up on his side as he waited.

He was in love.

It was a strange thing, for him to be in love. He didn’t think he could ever actually be in love, but here he was, waiting for his lover to wake up and check the note he’d scribbled out on a piece of paper, left next to the pillow…

Sighing, the blaster reached out and caressed the stalk of one of the blue flowers, claws scraping against the stem.

Waiting was always the hard part… especially when he’d tried to be discreet about it.

There was something he wanted to show Fresh.