RT @FRIGOREONE: 𝑪.𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺:

RT @infernumignis: scurrying across the street, stacks of papers and books clutched precariously in arms——so high that the…

of it, wrapped carefully in bandage and handed over. “ here. you should be more prepared. don’t let the ice touch it. ”

stacked incorrectly and not according to thickness for easier carrying, but opts not to say anything. he has done a good deed, after all. “ i should not be walking like this. ”

towards her eyes for a brief examination. “ you’ve scalded it. cold compress, twenty minutes. ”

⠀ please note, this muse is autistic and will act accordingly. please seek any clarification you require about her actions and personality in dms! ♡ ⠀ ⠀

while bending collect the littered papers. “ thank you for trying, anyway. ”

scurrying across the street, stacks of papers and books clutched precariously in arms——so high that the 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 goes almost unnoticed in her path.

( c ) her best smile, which remained on her face even when she returned to him. “ what did you want for dinner? ”

( c ) a walk? do you want dinner now, or afterwards? "