‘ you find yourself in a sanctuary. — you’re safe here, . . . for the time being. ‘ all solos will be posted in the thread below . ➝ click to begin reading.

/: roasting my own characters check!

and now he’s returned from his sudden leave. “ ..... ? 𝐆𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬. “

“😐” Jail on the bisexual ikea couch for one thousand years.

Change of Greenery.

🌿.

MURDERX3 + KILLX3

Young Pen ( age mid thirties, approximately )

“ . “ ❝ when we met my life began . Soon afterward . . Yours ended .❞ 『 Click to read: tl.gd/n_1srpsr0 』

Pen: brb gonna go shoot an actual gun at one of my coworkers. Muelling: haha for some reason it’s not as funny when you say it

❝ — ❞

Roach (unaffectionately).

“ 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 . ” ❝ Reese. Summer without you is as cold as winter. Winter without you is even colder. ❞ 『 click to read : tl.gd/n_1srrhnr 』

Imagine trying to enter a room at the same exact time as Pen. The awkward exchange of the “who goes first?” nonverbal conflict shared only by several glances of eye contact.

. . . / 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 /.

He started to come to, mind swimming. There is a considerable throbbing in his right temple. Ignoring that. Vision . . . blurry. He remembers sitting at his desk. But now he doesn’t remember how he got here. He’s staring at a closed door.

He felt something in his hand, looking down and raising up a handful of hastily picked flowers pulled at the root, dirt sifting and falling in clumps to the floor. His grip was so tight on them the stems had snapped. This . . Clears up nothing.