anyway, my dearest one, we still have the moon.

He shall just have to come home early then.

/ flipping to another verse!

⠀ ⠀ 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘹𝘦𝘥. ⠀ ⠀

moo.⠀ rip to aes' ears with my voice messages for the end of this episode

finally making it downstairs, pouring himself what's left in the coffee pot. ⠀ his head needs it more than anyone else's.

Alex might find it better to ignore him but there's some days where Cole can't help himself from biting. "Not even a good morning?" Is it still morning, on second thoughts?

"we can't all be a bundle of positivity this early, new york." ⠀ leaning against the counter across from her, reaching to grab an apple from the fruit bowl as he gave a shrug.

His expression sours further for only a moment before being replaced with an amused smirk. "How's the avoidance tactics working out for you?" Raising brows over the rim of his mug as he takes a drink.

the corner of his mouth curls upwards just for a moment, not taking his eyes off her even if she won't meet his gaze. "find me a good reason to be a bundle of positivity and maybe i'll surprise you. or maybe not."

he bites his tongue for once, halting the instinctive reaction to being told to find the positive in being alive. instead just giving a soft snort and shake of his head. "right, cute horses. and what makes you think i can't surprise you? you don't know everything."

moo.⠀ was going to come here to do replies this evening and then got hit with a flare up and slept most of the evening instead so maybe tomorrow

i became bitter and untouchable. i craved affection but the mere thought of someone caring made my stomach turn.