❝ 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐁𝐘 𝐌𝐘 𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐋𝐀𝐖. ❞ – ᴅᴏᴍɪɴɪǫᴜᴇ ʟᴇᴡɪs: ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴄᴛᴏʀ ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍʟᴇss ᴏᴄ ᴅᴇsᴄ | ʙᴀɴᴛᴇʀ | ɴᴏɴ-ʟᴇᴡᴅ ᴄʀᴏssᴏᴠᴇʀ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ #ʟʏɴɴ ( ♡ & ↺ ? )

Take care.

What’s worse than spring? Summer. Far too hot. No thank you.

A bothersome season for Jonah. His allergies makes it very hard to tolerate spring.

"Kian's hellfire."

“... Are we going to sit here and play twenty questions all day?”

“Not when they lead to nothing. I’ve already made my point. I do not like the heat.”

— ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ?

“If there is a point or something to address, yes. Some conversations take long, some are short.”

“Oh — thanks, I guess Isaiah.”

A ( very ) subtle smile.

— ʜᴇ ғɪɴᴅs ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ ᴅᴀɴᴄɪɴɢ.

It ( was ) a nice night.

He’s joining the Pride March to love and support his community — and to make sure Sinn doesn’t do anything stupid.

Admittedly, he's very excited to see the fireworks tonight.

— ʜᴇ’s ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ.

|| and Jonah. I miss Jonah

Wakes up in distressed. "Wha, wha —" Oh, it's just Sunny shouting again. Furrows his brows in annoyance. "Ex..actly .. you have three weeks .. by Zeus' beard, get on it."