Stray Dog

“hmm I don’t think that is how it goes.” 

              "Huh? How what goes? Did I say something weird?"

              "Hah?" Ishida stared up at the unfamiliar face with confusion. He had just fallen, yes, but he wasn't in too much pain, "Uh... Zero? I tripped, but I'm okay." What was with this guy? I was talking like a robot.

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          Holy Christ, that was a big shark, ".......Aaaa....." He squeaked like an idiot, entirely at a loss for words. Since when could sharks speak anyway?

Marc Maron (via fuckoff-mondays)

Make it a question or leave it as a statement, your choice ;D

She could try to invade his mind, or offer some words of wisdom, but what felt most appropriate was comfort.

              "S-Shit--" He cursed, trying to get a hold of himself, "W-What are you--? When did--? Ugh, what do you want...?!" Normally he would have sounded more threatening and angry, but it was hard to sound scary when you were just at your most fragile state of mind.

              "Ain't easy to 'enjoy life' when there ain't nothin' in life to enjoy," the boy deadpanned, rolling his eyes slightly as the other tried to cheer him up, "Right, do me a favor and don't bother tryin'. This mood isn't gonna change for a while, so leave it be, will ya? Besides... I don't even know you."