⠀⠀ he could’ve resorted back to scraping his eye sockets out with the keys to that 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 jeep. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ a yawn breaks through the cracks of his lips. he extends his arms into a stretch whilst propping his feet onto the coffee table. 𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘭 or sleep, a question that puzzles him. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ what else does he recommend to do? ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ oh, it feels 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 like childhood. trauma jokes. badumst. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ so glad they could come to this ⠀⠀negotiation. ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ he loves foreplay. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ is this him being nice for once? he doesn’t trust it. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ ||. More like my desire to be here is constantly on a thread. So whenever you tell me to leave I’m just like, ‘eh, you think I won’t? I’ve been LOOKING for an excuse’. You always give me one. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ Ah, yes. I believe most call it mental illness. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀