Unfortunate accident.

I recall I didn't do anything to deserve this now.

Maybe I do, but if you need someone to blame then you should know better than to blame me. Be careful with your explosive anger.

What happened to Jon is in /no/ way my fault and a derivative of his position. If you must know, he's been hiding from me for most of the time this past month and I genuinely don't know what happened to him, not before and not now. So, again, don't blame it on me.

/ cracks fingers we're so fucking back.

It's been a while since we saw each other face to face. Do the talking, if you insist.

I can't blame you for not seeing the whole picture, but I do trust that you understand it, at least. I don't think I have to explain anything anymore. You know your fair share now, don't you?

What do you think I mean? ( As always his eyes are glass and an unbreakable mirror of his mind, his smile only a reflection that doesn't let Tim read beyond. He waits, patiently, to hear from him; he waits to see fear ... even if just a little bit. Just a drop. )

( A box - the box is left on ‍‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍       * timothy stoker . 's desk with a note as dry as the day. The bow is still tied. )

WHAT do you want I've been hibernating for months

well we knew that . can I go back to sleep now?

/ I don't even know what to do with him but he exists

/ nah this is ridiculous

Holidays are over.

/ MELANIE GET UP

/ IC FOR ALL OF MY ACCOUNTS !!! you may specify who you're writing to 🫶🏻

/ if someone wants to actually plot with an Elias or needs him in the background, know he's here because I don't know what to do with him and I tend to do serious descriptive threads with him ❤️ I'm selling him