He may have taken on a side job. Or maybe it’s just a new hobby.

He might miss some people again. But he won’t say who. They likely know who they are.

He will most certainly take care of her. x.com/dornishpleasur…

What does she need? He’s ready to pamper her. x.com/dornishpleasur…

For her? Always. x.com/dornishpleasur…

+ that as he tossed clothes into a bag. Robb just needed to leave for awhile. He needed a chance to breathe. The feeling of everything closing in around him was overwhelming. It made his chest ache and his head hurt. It made his heart pound and his palms sweat. A ᴘᴀɴɪᴄ +

+ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋ. Robb had never experienced something like it before and it had scared the hell out of him. That was when he knew it all had gotten to be too much. He needed a break but he hadn't wanted anyone else to know about it. He was a Stark and Stark men weren't weak by +

+ nature. They were strong and daring, sometimes even a bit wild. It was the wildness in him that craved an adventure after being stuck inside four boring walls, behind a desk for far too long. Robb booked a ticket to get the hell out of Winterfell. He took off for anywhere +

+ that wasn't home with just a suitcase to his name. He went to small towns and bit cities. He lost himself in the art and the food, in the culture and the people. And somehow Robb Stark found himself again in the process. The young wolf who had always been a little wild and +

+ a lot charming found his way back again. He could breathe again. He felt like himself again. The pieces had fallen back into place and Robb had found a way to fill in any cracks that had remained. He knew that he had a lot to make up for when he returned. There were people +

+ who were bound to be upset that he had left without a word. His family. His friends. People who mattered to him. He had likely disappointed more people than he could count on both hands. Yet Robb had never felt more like himself than he did when the plan landed in Winterfell +

+ those months later. Adventure had renewed him. Now he was happy to be home.

x.com/BenignEgoist/s…

||: I was going to go so far as to delete all my tweets here and completely start over but that's a lot of shit to do. But I'm back. Sort of. So go ahead and hit me up. I'm going to put this account back on my phone later today.

Yawns and just finds a place to lay down. He’s around but tired. He was a busy boy for awhile there.

He may have missed some people. He can count most of them on one hand. The young wolf, however, is pleased to be back. Even just a bit.

Busy busy boy.

“I always am.” If he knew what she was thinking, well, he would have still answered the same way. x.com/oftheblueroses…