ephemerality

Did you bring back any souvenirs ? (welcome back.)

“Feed me.” Like a little chick he opens his mouth, waiting for Nozomi to supply him with the good stuff.

Who is he to say no to that- in an instant he opens his mouth and chomps down on the half bitten chocolate… and her fingers. At least he doesn’t bite?

That’s...foul. Presses her fingers to his chest as an effort to wipe them clean. Still ---

“You know. Friends should share. We’re friends so share.”

@quatervoix​ asked:  “Hungry?” Offers him chocolate….only to plop it into her mouth.

Every day he must endure the endlessly bullying of others, this being no exception.

“Go out and have dinner?” His hand pauses as he considers the option. Homecooked meal is not an option so the next best thing is…. Restaurant. He stands up, cracks his neck as he rolls his head. “Sounds like a good idea.”

She said a homecooked meal, something warm made with caring hands, not --- well it wasn’t something she could even offer. Head bobs into a nod of agreement. Small form shuffling to put back the flowers now that the threat was leaving.

“What would you suggest I eat then?” Stares at the flowers (merchandise)  and wiggles his fingers.