⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ﹠. connections

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ﹠. credits

; oooo .... did i just get suspended

﹠̲ die before we’ll even get to my idea ׅׅ𖤠 no thanks, i like my blood inside my body.

allison—— if i’m being completely honest i really wasn’t listening. there’s just an occasional soft-spot for my well-being. intrusive ﹠̲ inconvenient, i’m aware.

that’s … normally your cue to start explaining ——

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ wrong.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ no, you just looked peaceful. i had the overwhelming urge to interrupt it.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀“there’s a really long list that i don’t think we have enough time for. maybe in the next episode ׅׅ𖤠” the wordless rest of his chin upon her shoulder, unburdened by the thought of permission. she’d shoo him if necessary.

i’ll try to ignore the ‘ weirdly ’ qualifier.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀a humble chitter escapes out the battened hatch; wry laughter. her mimicked eye-roll. a few moments pass in comfortable silence. “as you’re lucky i can’t stay away.”

⠀⠀ ⠀that’d depend on her experience with luck—- scott mused internally, lips pursed at the risk of sounding out of character. “ hmm. ” a whimsical pondering; he’s adjusting his frame. a cagey arm snaking around her waist.

⠀⠀ a careful approach to her waistline, trapezing delicately across the raised bandage—- smoothing edges. “ does it hurt ׅׅ𖤠 ” scott changed the subject; care evident in his line of questioning. “ soreness ׅׅ𖤠 ”

get in, loser—- we’re overthrowing the government.

looks good on college applications. we’ll get muffins on the way.

i had you anyway, you’re a sucker for good, unnecessary combat.