Her eyes slowly closed while her breathing was slow and steady. She couldn’t trade this moment for anything else. “Do you really think the . . Apocalypse will happen?” She mumbled against his chest softly.

She’s just doing the usual, munching on Oreos with a blanket wrapped around her whole self.

Her feet hurt so she’s plopping on Five’s bed to take a break.

She’s . . /very/ concerned.

Not sure who else is — But this scares her.

But she likes this. So she can’t cure it.

||: ❤️ this because I’m gonna be sending out some starters for ya peeps ☺️ Actually at the gym for now but I’ll get some sent out here and there.

||: What a fucking bean 😩

Pulls her hoodie up and she’s slowly making it down the stairs. This sickness is getting the best of her.

Opens the blanket she’s cuddled into and expects someone to come cuddle. She doesn’t care who.

⌜ 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐲𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐲𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐲𝐞 ⌟ ⇾ ʟɪᴛ/sᴇᴍɪ ᴅᴇs ⇾ sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ⇾ sʜɪᴘs: ᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅs ⇾ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ⇾ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ᴍɪɴᴅ ғʟᴀʏᴇʀ ⇾ ᴄʀᴏssᴏᴠᴇʀs ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ 〈 ʀᴛ? , #OpenRP 〉#ᴅᴏʀʏ