postpone the heavy notes

"I —— "

        honestly? she’s kinda interested. blame it on the strict parenting         that never allowed her to explore anything outside the realm of         prim & proper. he was right, too. she didn’t have to look at         anything. finally, florence bows her head &. nods slowly. 

"O-Okay. I shall join you in your, uh, skinny dipping."

he is tiny - and there is no way to hide that. his small stature and thin frame make his mother giggle with worry that he’ll be blown away in the wind, make her joke about him having to eat extra so that he could get some meat on his bones. those were worries and jokes that he was okay with though, because they were known to be just jokes and he was quite aware that his mother says those things without maliciousness and if he ever mentioned that at one point it hurt his feelings ( which from her lips it does not ) then she would gladly refrain from mentioning his height or his body size ever again.  

spat from the mouth’s of the brutes who tormented during lunch time however, he found that it was their maliciousness that would create real worry about his size if his mother were to find out. with no real muscle to give him the strength to defend himself from them ( he’s sure that most easily doubled his mass ) he has found himself being brought to the verge of tears whenever he has to cross their path and for the sake of keeping some of his dignity afterward he will storm out of the lunch area and try not to blatantly eat the remainder of his lunch in a bathroom stall which is really disgusting and causing him to eat sporadically during the day rather than shove a sandwich into his mouth while sobbing and plugging his nose. but even with that, he was really starting to miss eating at noon. 

"You’re speaking to an Ex-military sniper for the Russians, I’m sure you can trust me with a plan." She said with a chuckle.

favourite movie of my muse’s 

his tongue flickers out of his mouth as he passed by karina- no, she was simply supposed to be his best friend's little sister. ever since that one night at that crazy party where he'd kissed her ( only on the cheek though because his mother had instilled on him the idea that the first kiss he gives on the lips is supposed to be saved from his 'true love' or something ) he had begun to muddy the lines between just his friend's sister or a girl who made his cheeks blush and had the ability to draw his focus away at the worst of moments.  like this one. 

" and she said 'one day we'll both come to our senses'                                                                                 accept it was broke from the start " 

soren fosse: supreme swag master extraordinaire.