i was never afraid of death until i met you. how am i supposed to leave you behind?

ᅠ good mornin’ . no one ‘ s killing micah . there are bigger issues ‘round here . ᅠ

ᅠ he can still con how he used to .ᐟ ᅠ

ᅠ nudging his way in to sit as close as possible . ᅠ

ᅠ peering down before his head rests atop the wiser’s , humming contently . “ how ‘ re you holdin’ up , old girl ? ” ᅠ

ᅠ “ thought so . ” a pat to the small of his back , features contemplative . “ whens the last time you left camp , hm ? got some fresh air ? ” ᅠ

ᅠ “ come with me , ” a quiet offer , meant for hosea’s ears only . “ there’s a lively town just past south of camp with our names on it . ” ᅠ

ᅠ “ i am . . just itchin’ to play some pretend , how we used to . ” the con man grins , tilting his head to peer down at him , but his body is close . providing warmth . ᅠ

⠀you believe me like a god . i’ll betray you like a man .

ᅠ “ mhm , as great as it is , ” he grins , giving him a playful nudge , pinky finger hooking with the others . “ i think i’d jus’ like to kick back n’ be Aiden O'Malley this evenin’. ” ᅠ

ᅠ mumbling to himself , circling different areas on a map of the surrounding area , other hand rubbing his temple . ᅠ

Trying out something 👀

⠀ a 𝚜𝚝udy on 𝘭𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘺, 𝘷𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘦, ⠀ ᴬᴺᴰ 𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. ( …͟ ) ⠀

⠀goodbye , my almost lover . goodbye , my hopeless dream .

ᅠ craaacking his back , ankles crossing atop a crate as he sips a glass of whiskey . he’s still young , he swears . . ᅠ