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– “HA, YOU’RE A FUNNY ONE,” SHE NOTES DRYLY, shoving some of the glass under the machine in a futile attempt to clean some of it up. could be worse, maybe. “ i’m not angry, by the way. just hungry. ”
“Funny is my finest quality.” Mars eats two sticks of red candy as he watches her attempt to clean up the shattered glass with amusement. “Uh huh, sure. The school’s got a dining hall and a food court and yet, here we are.” He feels an inexplicable need to goad her, the way a child feels a need to pull on pigtails in front of them.












